Bloody Sunday

Remember well the 30th of january The feeling of dread that was in the air The people marched for their right to equality They only wanted to be treated fair Shots were fired by a mindless military The people ran they were unarmed Across the world we will read of derry And those who died by oppressive hands 13 people lost their lives that sunday Women, children and innocent men Many wounded lay crying in agony The knights of malta attended them And so began the government cover up And so began the lies and deceit Soldiers statements would be changed and torn up No reports would come from men on the street As the years went by the people began to talk The hidden crimes were now being told Innocent protestors - shot in the back Left to die in the winter cold The bullets used had all been tampered Maximum injury would come from them This tyranny will not go un-noticed Our day will come again