Old Man Moses-Scotland Rises
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OLD MAN MOSES - SCOTLAND RISES
Old man Moses’ sits upon his rock, contemplating his woes
Moses ails but, a vision of land, for his sons and daughters
Born not to settle for their history as more than transpose
Exiled from Israel then travelling by shore and sailed waters
Moses ails but, a vision of land, for his sons and daughters
A true descendant of Joseph and his coat of colours woven
Exiled from Israel then travelled by shore and sailed waters
North, south, east, and west, expelled by others unspoken
A true descendant of Joseph and his coat of colours woven
His sons and daughters; arrive on a new shore as refugees
North, south, east, and west, expelled by others unspoken
Arrived; on Scottish soil, as to become a part of it deputies
His sons and daughters; arrive on a new shore as refugees
Passing through other nations, either as free or, by slavery
Arrived; on Scottish soil, as to become a part of it deputies
Thus, looked upon by Scotland, as the travellers of bravery
Passing through other nations, either as free or, by slavery
Old man Moses’ sons and daughters, their history was told
Thus, looked upon by Scotland, as the travellers of bravery
Now; residing in no such fairer country of beauty to behold
Old man Moses’ sons and daughters; their history was told
Fought nay' on blood but, peaceful endeavours of intellects
Now; residing in no such fairer country of beauty to behold
With their blood upon Scottish land, that as truly interjects
Fought nay' on blood but, peaceful endeavours of intellects
Yea' old man Moses, dreams carried from your land of strife
With your blood upon Scottish land, that as truly interjects
To become as one with the Scottish soil, so a part of its life
Yea' old man Moses, dreams carried from your land of strife
No fairer land, is less worthy of our blood, as Scotland rises
To become as one with the Scottish soil; so a part of its life
With your movement to Scotland’s land, amongst the wises
No fairer land, is less worthy of our blood, as Scotland rises
Born not to settle, for their history as more than transpose
With your movement to Scotland’s land, amongst the wises
Old man Moses’, sit's upon his rock, contemplating his woes
Indiana Shaw . . .
"Re-edited" . . .
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2020
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