If I Could Talk To God - Act 1

Here i sit In the Country of my Scots We are Albannach Celts, we are taught For many, many years Our clans have fought and fought Races have invaded our shores But our freedom can not be bought Our Clans are segmented throughout my lands, in times of good we are in clannish dispute, and in times of hardship, we congeal and unite as one My questions and words, if you are there You are obliged to listen, as i am here If you are a teller, your words should be strong Do you speak like Semaj, like his words do belong I see these scrolls, from many years in worlds past Written by elders, hidden to last Their words of wisdom, powerful they may be Come with me to the future, to the land of thee These indigenous lands, spirits so free In natures portfolio, they are the decree For over two thousand years, religion has ruled. Have we been taken in, and now in blinkered rule. Do we look back to the Heathens, the Pagans the Mayans where we look to our leaders, and their suppression we rely on Scriptures, books and scrolls, the writers of wisdom. The elders of nations, in current living kingdoms Without a book, there is no story, no paragraphs, no believable glory. In the modern days before 2012, in the world of Semaj words can be heard. Tittle tattle about this and that, once our worlds gone, that's that A word in your ear From father to son Hear the word that I say I fought with you Fought on your side Long before you were born Joyful the sound The word goes around From father to son to son. ( Lyrics by Queen of Queen II ) My entry into Matt Caliri contest " If i Could Talk to God " http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life-6.php