In the streets of Ireland

Last year I was in in a city called (London)Derry.

I witnessed civil protest, who is now a tradition.

The city's name is Derry since ages, called so by the Irish people because it is in Ireland.

Then the British army invaded the Irish island with all the troubles we know, and called the city LONDON Derry.

So if you says the wrong name in the wrong side of the city, you can get into serious troubles.

I am not here to explain you all the story, it will be too long.

But, since the civilian war between the Northen Irland who is part of the British empire, and the south who is Irish, thousands of people have died, or are in jail for life.

The painted walls you see here, are all over the city.

This is the memory of the southern people. If you your face painted here, it's because your dead.

A pure street art gallery, that makes you feel strange.

Do you remember the song of U2 ? BLOODY SUNDAY? It was here, more than 13 civilians killed by the british army. The trace on the walls are mainly to remember this day.

Why could things not be easier n this fucking world?