There are more than 100 million people around the world
who claim to have Irish ancestry.
St Patrick’s Day
should be about Saint Patrick and
the green, white and gold,
the harp and Irish music,
our beautiful green land.
But it gets hijacked by
leprechauns, pots of gold at the end of rainbows, strange green hats.
Everything and anything being turned green,
from the London Eye to the Colosseum in Rome,
the opera house in Sydney;
rivers will turn green and glasses of beer.
In Ireland, we’ll be freezing our pixie leprechaun ears off
as we stand and watch or march
down the streets of our towns and cities to the sounds of tin whistles, drums and
to the tunes of Danny Boy and The Fields of Athenry,
in the mad March weather.
There will be colour (albeit mostly green white and orange),
and laughter and music.
On the down side there will be too much boozing,
and the following morning sore heads.
100 million people around the world,
that’s a lot of people,
a lot of people that could have a lot of influence,
on making the world a truly greener place
if we put our minds to it.