Reminder for dark days

Some days,  darkness will come
No matter what triumph it follows
Like smoke building up, till all is black
Suffocating positivity
A fall for pride possessed.

Some weeks, darkness will linger
In dark you wake,  night past but yet
No blazing orb of light can penetrate,
Dissipate, that dark
A darkness that pervades.

Yet each time,  a light will shine
If long enough you wait. Piercing,
A spotlight on the positive strikes through
Illuminating and offering
Perspective so needed.

That light will come,  my friend,
That light will come.

The day after

Disappointed, but no depressed
We done our best and did no bad
We dared to dream
Of better future
Gave it everything we had

And though the votes,  they tallied no
Our hope is still alive
For folk in Scotland
Still can dream
Our dream it hasn't died

In our thousands we called for change
A cry that echoes still
Around the country
That we love
Resound it always will

The disengaged that we engaged
Cannot be packed away
We want justice
For us all
We want it here today

Scots can be be proud of what we've done
In taking on the state
Of calling loud
For better world
For love and peace,  no hate.

Tomorrow

Across a nation, engaged anew

Voices never heard before cry out

The sound of a people with a purpose

The sense of something happening

Something reborn in beauty

Together,  we sing our song 

of future bold,  of hope fulfilled

Together we say that what has been

Has not been good for us

Together we stand for a new nation

Our power is not in old ownership 

But new and fresh, the dispossessed 

Demanding more,  demanding change

Demands not modest,  starkly put

From mouths ignored till now

A trajectory towards tomorrow's vote

That can't be changed or fettered 

A fearless face towards the future 

A desire stated boldly for justice

Denied by dealers in distraction

Tomorrow, let our stand be noble. 

With heads held high,  in spirit of love, 

Let us begin our betterment 

Let us decide our fate

Let us vote Yes.

I want to feed you burgers

I want to feed you burgers, 
But my life won't let me
I want to be there with you
So you don't forget me
I want to be there, hold your hand
When times for you are hard
But life it has me elsewhere, often
Won't let me be your guard
The way of things is what it is
I can't be there with you
But know that you are in my thoughts
In everything I do.

Not a love letter

This isn't a love letter
I just wrote to say I care
To let you know I'm thinking of you
Although I'm not often there

You mean the world to me,  you know
And I'm glad you're in my life
You cheer me up when I am down
When my problems they are rife

And although we can't be more than friends
I won't ever let you down
I'll always be here on the phone
Even when I'm not in town

The wan whit votit naw

A hypothetical apology from the person whose single vote tipped the referendum to no...

Ah'm the wan thit votit naw
And ah'm sorry tae yis aw
Fur ah really didna think it wud be me
That cost us independence
When I cast my vote the day
wis the wan preventit Scotland being free

Ah'm a wee bitty feart
Tae tell the truth tae yous
Cus ah ken that ye had hope when ah hid fear
But the nice man on the telly
Tell me what Ah hud tae dae
Independence it wud raise the price ae beer.

Ah'm the wan thit votit naw
And ah'm sorry tae yis aw
Fur ah really didna think it wud be me
That cost us independence
When I cast my vote the day
wis the wan preventit Scotland being free

Ah ken we've got oor pensions
And we could still spend our poonds
And the oil's still sitting there beneath the sea
And the nukes we never use
We could well afford to lose
But that's no whit they said on the bbc

Ah'm the wan thit votit naw
And ah'm sorry tae yis aw
Fur ah really didna think it wud be me
That cost us independence
When I cast my vote the day
wis the wan preventit Scotland being free

If ah'd kent that it could happen
Then ah might have votit yes
Cos ah dinnae like the workfare or tories
But ah dinnae like tae change things
Ah like them tae stay the same
And it's really awfy scary bein free

Ah'm the wan thit votit naw
And ah'm sorry tae yis aw
Fur ah really didna think it wud be me
That cost us independence
When I cast my vote the day
wis the wan preventit Scotland being free

Soooorrrrreeeee.

Friends?

A binary choice,  strange bedfellows maketh,
Murdoch and me we're no friends*
But polar positioning don't equal friendship
You'll find that we want different ends

I've got pals who'll vote no,
Some I call comrades too,
With whom I feel much more alike
Than digger billionaires
On the bandwagon jumped
I'd rather they jumped on a bike.

I'll still mark my x in the box labelled yes
For a country that's fair and that's free
From the evils of trident,  workfare and cruel war
And then I'll gae hame fur ma tea.**

*Rupert,  obviously. Pauline I'm very fond of.

** I'm not sure how Michael Marra would have voted. But hopefully he wouldn't mind the blatant theft in kind spirit.  Particularly not when I'm citing a pal none of my political friends know...