scotland revenged

here upon this day you take our scotland away,
you take our loved ones and destroyed our souls,
but beyond our old lies our toll with graves so worn they become old,
with modern times scottsman long forgotten,
afar lands as australia-america-canada and even africa,
our dead soldiers remains still lie in mass graves which the world denies,
but upon this day scottsman arrive not by body but by heart n soul,
death is no option as they stand as one we be weiry of those of faulse,
one day the strongest scotts will servive standing tall,
one day they will show the world their strengh,
alone they stand together they fall like a dragons bond they will stand as one,
they will take a blow but pass there spirit on so no matter what,
a true scottsman will live on long pass their time,
be warned my world bring it on we stand strong like our home scotland,
we stand stronger than those whom are week and those whom stronger,
stronger so believed when war brakes out you can b garaunteed,
a true scottsman will stand his ground till his body has no breath,
even then watch your face cause he may surprise you and not hit from the back,
his a bloody scottsman and even through death will raise his sword to your damn face,
only one man beats a scottsman and hes passing already began,
lord jesus us scottsman bow only two one man above usthat is god himself,
and he needs no sword as we need none in our back, the reason we quiet once strike back ,
only when we true scotts hit we hit front on with almighty power,
even the celtic- irish and vikins fear us scotts,
they fear us for even a broken bone can not stop us,
we work - we move forward weather we can fight or not ,
because deeep down scotland calls us and we must say yes,
say to nessy say yes to ozzie but never say yes,
never say yest to death himslf as a true scotts man bows down to no man not even with his last breath,
a scottsman remains strongest as his honor truth and justice will always remain the same,
may our true scottman,ozscott,canadian scottsman all hold their heads high ,
a stags head they unite under may scotland survive its past and its future ,
with distances aside may it stand alone and by its decendents side,
scotland , my heart, my brothers, my past may we all,
may we all survive despise the forgoten past we hide.
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
my great great gradfather and my great grandfather whom i knew as par both war heroes and married men and myself a single man whom has fought a different war more on the home front and with society but also a true scottman as i born in au but always felt bonded to scotland and even to this day i remember my pars spech that of gealic glasgow may scotland rule in my heart forver i remember pars stories as a kid last time i saw him 13th birthday i had i am now much older in my 40`s but i still feel a strong bond anytime i watch a scotland doc or movie

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