Tuesday, 14 April 2015


Seamus Daly 

is an innocent scapegoat, charged 16 years later, for the Omagh False Flag Operation, which was designed byBritish Secret Services, to consolidate the Irish Peace Process and discredit any Irish resistance, to British Rule in Ireland. The prosecution  of the innocent Seamus Daly, is meant to end growing calls, for and Inquiry about MI5 activities, and an Official Inquiry on what really happened around the Omagh bombing. 

Scapegoating Seamus Daly, is designed, to both protect British agents, the real perpetrators and to intimidate the Irish community, into submission. Irish Blog calls activists on the ground in Occupied Ireland, to organize, International Justice Observers, from the UN, the European Court of Human Rights and other acredited bodies of International Justice to monitor the Diplock trial of Seamus Daly, and to campaign at home and abroad for Justice, in the case of Seamus Daly, the Craigavon Two and the many other cases, where perverting the course of justice, has resulted in many Irish Political Prisoners, currently incarcerated for long sentences, if not the rest of their lives. We also call for a total boycott of any politician, in the next election, who refuses to publicly support this Campaign for Justice.

Croppies Lie Down 

We soldiers of Erin, so proud of the name
We'll raise upon rebels and Frenchman our fame
We'll fight to the last in the honest old cause
And guard our religion, our freedom and laws
We'll fight for our country, our King and his crown
And make all the traitors and croppies lie down
Down, down, croppies lie down

The rebels so bold, when they've none to oppose
To houses and haystacks are terrible foes
They murder poor parsons and also their wives
But soldiers at once make them run for their lives
And whenever we march, through country to town
In ditches or cellars the croppies lie down
Down, down, croppies lie down

In Dublin the traitors were ready to rise
And murder was seen in their lowering eyes
With poison, the cowards, they aimed to succeed
And thousands were doomed by the assassins to bleed
But the yeoman advanced, of rebels the dread
And each croppy soon hid his dastardly head
Down, down, croppies lie down

Oh, croppies ye'd better be quiet and still
Ye shan't have your liberty, do what ye will
As long as salt water is formed in the deep
A foot on the necks of the croppy we'll keep
And drink, as in bumpers past troubles we drown,
A health to the lads that made croppies lie down
Down, down, croppies lie down

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