Was it a Love Boat or No’s Ark,
As stories suppressed came out of dark,
When Yes went high, the No went Lowe,
But the gasp of the crowd did steal the show.
When the hard cases talked, the nut cases balked,
When going got tough, the waters walked,
Posters went up, then came tumbling down,
The mountain said No, but not the town.
For our sisters, our daughters, our girl friends, our mothers,
Politicians did us proud, some more than others,
Car horns beeped, online we weeped,
Badges were beacons, when comrades we seeked.
The lifts to the station,
First jumpers were knitted,
Then knitted the nation.
The home to vote heroes,
That came just in time,
Some got Taytos,
As they waited in line.
Searching for truth, amongst liars and cheaters,
Our guiding light was the thought of Savita,
The women made fly, the women made die,
They shared their stories, they made us cry.
With the vote came the nerves,
Came the fear of polls,
But turnout they did,
Both young and old.
A result that shocked,
Ushered in a new era,
A changing land,
Was instantly nearer.
A girl Ireland rejected,
Now knows she’s accepted,
No longer alone,
She is finally home.
