A Tribute to Trooper Patrick Rogers


By Doctor Rosaleen O’Brien

ISBN: 978-1-84991-531-1
Published: 2011
Pages: 149
Key Themes: poetry, army, tribute, family

About the Author

I have been in receipt of trauma counselling since 1999 on a daily basis,at times speaking till the early hours of the morning.Support from my trauma Counsellor helps me to come to terms with accepting that what has happened to me cannot now be changed. I cannot ever forgive those who had a vicarious liability to look after me and failed. As a result of being locked away for some years all because we were poor has brought certain limitations to my day to day life. Writing is a form of therapy and allows me to be free to be the person that I want to be, and should have been my birthright. Through writing I can reach out to others who may have had such an unfortunate experience as myself . Daily flashbacks can be upsetting and I fill my life with things to do so as to block them out. Day to day life can be exhausting and coping mechanisms that I learnt in order to survive have not helped me in the outside world. God help all fellow survivors and perhaps one day Ireland will accept the terrible price we paid. Shame on all you right thinking residents in Ireland to allow the government and Catholic Church to ignore harm done to me and many others who are either dead or too ill to tell their story. Thanks to Chipmunkapublishing I have been able to confront my demons and a Big Thank you to Reatha my trauma counsellor without her I would not be here today writing about my stolen life.

Book Extract

This tribute to you a great man who has done so much To give all Irish folk a sense of freedom Is something we must never again take for granted No matter whatever the reason Around the time of your birth Ireland was not this lovely green soil There was sheer desolation And the country was in turmoil Within a few years of your birth There was a struggle going on Soon you yourself would know your worth Men of your time would bring earn your country pride So many lived, fought, and in the end For freedom they died On Easter Monday 1916 fifteen hundred in all Felt a strange sensation of nationhood were called These men and women they now had had enough The `talking days were over` Off they marched to seize Dublin City Now things they would get rough Trooper Patrick Rogers you were but a boy So young you were but history would do you proud When you knelt down to pray at night I guess you prayed out loud You grew up bringing family national pride You lived on so that your stories I could write Writing this tribute is an emotional journey for me And I salute those who have died In your childhood days some lost the will to live How could Irish people feel proud When they had nothing left to give? All that you were born into Trooper was a past that was dead With desolation and hunger And men with a price upon their head

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