Daniel Sammon recently graduated with a Master’s degree in Writing from NUIG. It was late in life when he discovered he had a latent talent or a hidden love of the written word. Not long after his first book was published he had another five written, including a book of poetry.
Apart from writing he is engaged full-time as a rental property manager and a limmo driver taking people on tours all over Ireland, especially Connemara, the Cliffs of Moher, Newgrange, Dublin and Killarney. He’s keenly interested in history, heritage and folklore; these together with meeting people from every corner of the globe keeps him well supplied with material for his writing pen.

COVID-19

By Daniel Sammon

On St Patrick’s Day there was no beer; the coronavirus had us full of fear
‘Wash your Hands’ was the battle cry; if you ignore this advice, thousands will die
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By keeping apart we’ll stick together and this national crisis we will weather
With each passing day the numbers grow until finally they arrive at a plateaux
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By now we’re sick and sorry too, that we ever heard of this new flu
Old folks were told to be cocooned, inside their homes like they were marooned
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To go to Mass we were not allowed, if more than 100 were in the crowd
There was nothing for it, but sit it out; write some poetry with the odd bottle of stout
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With the country closed it wasn’t much fun, but the beach was still there for a walk or a run
From now on we will be more humble, and when things are sorted we will not grumble
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We can reach the moon and put a man in space, yet a tiny virus we’re unable to lace
Behind it all we are very fragile, pretending we’re all-powerful, strong and agile