It was his lust of adventure that brought him far south
Of the fields of the badger and the streams of the brown trout
More than fifty years ago Jock left the countryside of Aberdeen
And since much of the big World out there he has seen
When i asked him would the Scottish of the Union with Britain vote to break free
With a wry smile old grey haired Jock did say to me
It is not who governs us our freedom define
The ideas of many of freedom are quite different to mine
He added my ideas to most Nationalists and Loyalists would seem rather strange
If you are poor and the new government does not bring about for the better to your life financial change
Then whatever government rules the Country it will not matter to you
The grey haired Scottish grandfather to the real facts of life does remain ever true
Last year his wife of fifty years Annie from life passed away
With sadness in his voice Scottish Jock says this was his life's saddest day
And who will win the referendum for Scottish Independence he does not know or even care
He is a realist in the true sense and his type are quite rare.
Sunday, September 14, 2014
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