Scotland’s Shame

Scotland’s Shame 
There are children jumping in front of trains , and grown men throwing bricks through window panes.
An old woman drowning out her sorrow by voting for the devils of tomorrow.

There are qualified girls lining up for food , and young boys disguising their face with a hood.
Polite ladies burning up my book , whilst their dearest darlings get up to no good. Kicking the life out of a man until his lips turn to blue.

For I have seen your likes before , I have already chapped this door and ran away I never stay. In the dark I stiffly lay.

For they are you and they are me. Scotland’s shame to the highest degree.
Sentence me with immortality.

You are people in textbooks no more , which teenagers think are just a bore.

For we have slept here before.

4 thoughts on “Scotland’s Shame

  1. Aye… Life’s getting a bit uncivilized anymore. Almost as bad as the days of the Highland Cullings. Oh that’s right, the new politically correct term is “clearings”. All because men loved sheep more then their own clan members.

    My only advice here is to remember that the media (social and otherwise) thrives on creating conflict and drama. They’ll paint the worst to make it look like the norm.

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