A Prayer For the Persecuted
The truth is whispered in the wind.
A lone eagle screeches
Calling out
"Remember the persecuted".
Men, women and children
cast out
Into the Scottish winter.
Despairing to God
Sheep now graze
Over the dereliction.
Scottish blood
Still spatters the heather.
Amen
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