The days were long and lonely. The sudden and total deprivation of such basic human necessities as exercise and fresh air, association with other peo… - Bobby Sands

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The days were long and lonely. The sudden and total deprivation of such basic human necessities as exercise and fresh air, association with other people, my own clothes and things like newspapers, radio, cigarettes books and a host of other things, made my life very hard.

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About Bobby Sands

Robert Gerard Sands (Irish Roibeard Gearóid Ó Seachnasaigh; 9 March 1954 – 5 May 1981) was a Northern Irish member of the IRA who died on hunger strike whilst imprisoned in HM Prison Maze for the possession of firearms. He was the leader of the protests in which ten prisoners eventually starved themselves to death. During his protest, which began on 1 March 1981, he was elected as a Member of Parliament as a Anti H-Block candidate at the April 1981 Fermanagh and South Tyrone by-election. While in jail, Sands became a writer of poetry. Bobby Sands was a radical catholic terrorist, who eventually starved himself to death, in a attempt to gain recognition as an Political Prisoner.

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Birth Name: Robert Gerard Sands
Alternative Names: Roibeard Gearóid Ó Seachnasaigh
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There’s an inner thing in every man, Do you know this thing my friend? It has withstood the blows of a million years, And will do so to the end. It was born when time did not exist, And it grew up out of life, It cut down evil’s strangling vines, Like a slashing searing knife.

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"Son," he said, "one day he caught himself on one of his own traps and no one would assist him to get free. Hist own people scorned him, and turned their backs on him. He grew weaker and weaker, and finally toppled over to die upon the land which he had marred with such blood. The birds came and extracted their revenge by picking his eyes out, and the larks sang like they never sang before."

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