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Hazel Whyte
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Where Shadows Are
Kind
A simple brief
thought on Scottish
Independance.

Were the outdated
union not of some very
high value to England and
the English, why would
they fight so to try to
keep it?

There are only so many
slices to a pie, for one to
have more, another must
have less.

Lastly - to those Scottish
"Loyalists" - to whom are
you loyal?
Scots royalty died in the
1700's so it can be no
Scots crown - And
certainly not it appears to
those who came before,
that bled for Scotland
and her freedom !  
In the words
of Burns, as he
wrote from the heart.

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie.

Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power,
Chains and slaverie.

Wha would be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flie:

Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or free-man fa',
Let him follow me.

By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us Do - or Die!!!

Choose your destiny.
Opened the door and out it came,
In thin and slender tones,
Then outside it started to rain,
With claws and tooth and bones.

Behind this door my sanity lived,
Guarded and hidden from truth,
Elephant ornaments, cats on pianos,
Memories selected from youth.

Voice in my head laughed at me loud,
I‘d let present go,
Out it slid into the crowd,
I didn’t need to know.

I wanted to say- come home with me please,
Remind me of right and wrong,
Eyes only stared and started to tease,
The journey back was too long.

Pushed out the door to walk in the rain,
My empty head in clouds.
I was losing it fast and never again,
Wanted to laugh out loud.

I don’t know where everything went,
But I’m sure I don’t want it back,
My head was a mess, my energy spent,
And my hold on reality slack.

Times are changing I’ve got a new door,
The keys are all safely hidden,
Tie up my head in trivial thoughts,
My actions never forgiven.

If it ever got out, then never again,
Will I find my peace of mind.
So maybe I’ll stay out here in the rain,
Where only the shadows are kind.