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In Silence We'Ll Strike So Primed

Look at me now, sitting below darkening skies Cast out from our Highland home The Clans now is spiteful despise To the Glens we shall head, us the fortunate to roam Away from the Jacobite scum, for us they'll continue to comb These clearances they declare to be right What gives them this credence this crime In the name of their false King, once again we'll stand and fight Soon the loyal to Alba, shall await their very time To infiltrate, retaliate, in silence we'll strike so primed The days pass into weeks, nowhere can we be found On our peripheral they search and seek us The clever in us, disappear deep underground You can hear their English voices searching in our lush Foul mouthed tirades of sectarianism, voiced in hatred cuss It's now twenty eleven, to this day it beggars belief That I read about my fellow past Clansmen And their greed to betray, for ripened grief Our day is not so far away, when the true Clans men Shall vote for total autonomy, it's just a matter of when .

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/14/2014 7:08:00 AM
:) historical write . i live in between mountains.. :)and in an archioelago. :) like the way you have writtrn it first telling indirectly bout yourself then dirextly connecting to historty..:)
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James Fraser
Date: 10/14/2014 3:32:00 PM
This poem is about the English, and the way they treated the Scot's after 'The Battle of Culloden' - They hunted anybody down whom they thought was involved, and thousands were innocent. The disliking of the English by the Scot's goes back to those days. Hence why we wanted total autonomy from them, and it'll happen, in my lifetime, James :)
Date: 12/13/2011 8:47:00 AM
Such a tale of excitement..full of historic valor. Much enjoyed. Great write. Gwendolen
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Date: 12/10/2011 4:54:00 PM
Wonderful James, are you truly from Scotland? My grampa was and he wore his kilts here on occasion. The Scots lack nothing in personality and light up any room they are in. I loved this great adventure.
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James Fraser
Date: 12/13/2011 8:48:00 AM
Elizabeth, I'm a Scottish Highlander 100%
Date: 12/9/2011 9:32:00 PM
ah, there is passion and faith in this piece James. the blood that flows in your veins is like fire, lighting ways.. thanks for stopping by and your kind comments.
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Date: 12/9/2011 3:53:00 PM
Interesting to read the echoes of past events here James:) as a boy i admired Rob Roy) among many other men of action however it think...you focus on an old model of oppression and the thing is much more powerful today.) and its moved to a mind occupation it is these that have to be freed..! same enemy (macro battlefield)
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