Thursday, September 18, 2014

On the eve of a vote

Oh hail Scotland
Where will you be heading?
To your independence
or to your adherence?
on a dark night over the moor
down in the glens
Fairies dance their
freedom reel in tandem
with the splash
from the elusive elves.
on this night yards
of whiskey will be
drowned or drunk
depending upon
whose views will win.
know only this
Wonks and think tanks
will debate for eons.
And this non voter
But cosmopolitan with
the right to bear
a tartan of your clansmen
is wildly intrigued.
After three hundred years
You get a choice.
Democracy is definitely
daring and daunting.
Question is My Bonnie
do you fare or rest?

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