The Scattering of the Clans

America, in this modern age
Population so proud
On their ancestors heritage
 
But in the annuls of time
Not that long ago
To a new world they came
Immigrants so
 
They travelled far and wide
Some further than most
Open invitation from their American host
 
Many reasons
As they left their homes
Some directly
While many roamed
 
To America's shores
In their many ports
Protection by, their military forts
 
To the land of plenty
And the home of the free
Where many immigrants settled
New future, families
 
The Scots Americans
Now American Scots
Left their shores
From a country so fraught
 
To sail the Atlantic
And escape the wrath
To hone in on their freedom path
To wear their plaid
A tartan true
America, has pulled us through
 
  < a continence of my countries plight after my poem >
        " Blàr Chùil Lodair - The Battle Of Culloden "


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Shango Avatar
June 4, 2009 at 9:08 PM
Scotsmen are found everywhere, my friend ... their language and presence has Jamaican roots too ... I know for I carry that blood ... truly all our lives flow into one ... awesome write.
Peranteau Avatar
June 3, 2009 at 11:01 AM
Awesome poem James,..I love your pluralism here in this poem,..many forget,..yet the poet does not refrain ! TY again for your hungry writes ! james
Mac Donald Avatar
June 2, 2009 at 11:17 AM
Oh James...you got me on a roll with those lookin' ups.:) Gaelic was my father's birth tongue. This is a beautiful write, a fine tribute to the land and to those who have come and gone. Wishing you and yours the best...please write more of these passionate verses! Slàinte maith, h-uile latha, na chi 'snach fhaic! I'm finding better quotes this time. Best to you..Mikki
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June 2, 2009 at 6:54 AM
There were so many nations left behind as people seeking new lives journeyed to America. Some escapted war, others poverty and disease. Too bad we are no longer the ray of hope we once were. Very thought provoking, James! Love, Carolyn
Megens Avatar
June 1, 2009 at 4:43 PM
you explained it well with such imagery and class fine job james
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