The Tribesmen Of The Highlands

The tribesmen of the highlands in Scottish weather
As they walk though the mountainous air that only does them better
Than any city smog could know
And people think they know better so
They denigrate what seems like dust
But there’s something in their freedom that I trust
As they scream their battle cry
And head into war to die
As they face a foreign foe
For the kingdom that they know
Living on the brilliant expanse
Of the wind that makes the leaves dance
And I don’t want to make no enemy
Out of grey modernity
And what those people have become
Mixing genes with ancestors that have known some
Of the brutal blow of a sword
Or the things they think of for which there is not a word
To describe the horror inflict
And the end may come quick
Or it may come slow
But I just wanna say I don’t think they know
What they profess to
And I see the Celt in you

From The River To The Sea

They chant the verse 
And I rehearse
For my own tune to own
My, how the flowers have grown
On this land
Where the empty sand
Used to hold the bones
And the stones
Of what once were homes
Of those who emigrated
Or died in the peat bogs evacuated
And they call it An Ghorta Mhor
But let me whisper to you, a stór
That it was a genocide
As they starved the ones who died
Just so they could export their grain
Grown on a ground green with rain
And the invisible hand
Of economics understand
That you cannot intervene
Or you will shatter the dream
That says that individuality
Brings about the best reality
And is a self balancing axis
Now, we’re watching equivocation pay our taxes
And export our problems to a foreign scene
And there may no longer be a queen
Who says who gets to live or die
But Elizabeth nodded her head to those who cry
In memory of those slain
Do you think that I forget the pain
Just because I’m young and free
And no one has ever harmed me
In the way that is described
By the history books I pried
From my own fingers, harrowed to the core
And it’s not happening anymore
Here
But I fear
That a child bombed by the IDF
Has no chance to call for the ref
To call an end to the game
Coz the sides aren’t level and if it’s all the same
I’d rather not watch the slaughter
Of someone’s son or daughter
To satisfy regality
I’ve had enough of that to destroy me
Being Irish on Celtic soil
There were years I felt my blood boil
At the memory of what had been done
Now I am the one
Who can speak up to say
This is not okay
And if you make rubble out of homes
You poison your own stones
As they’re thrown into the pit
It’s not something I can sit with
And just say it’s the way things are
We are all warmed by the same star
And it heats every grain of sand
It is not limited to the realm of man
But to all of God’s creatures
To the expression of nature’s features
As it turns on us to express
That we cannot suppress
The sacred feminine within
Just to satisfy the man that would win
The war
You want a reason but what for?

The River

Run like the river to get away from me
I’m not trying to brag but we made history
And in a sundown moment we shone like a star
But now you have a hold of someone else’s heart
So don’t try to say sorry like it is okay
It wasn’t my choice that you should go away
And I mourn for your loss nay on everyday
All I can do is contemplate, sit at home and pray
But I wish you all the blessings that come freely with true love
And it’s unconditionally if its sent from above
And in all your storming might, in all your new found glory
Don’t forget to remember that we too had our story
And it reigned supreme down on all the lands
I never knew what it meant to have someone who understands
And you are effortlessly kind and endlessly pure
You gave me forever and that will endure

Inspiration

You’re an endless inspiration and I’m a hopeless muse
You are the bulletproof that blows apart the fuse
And there is a design that machinates the whole
There is a forever that sits inside my soul
As we in matching colours go our separate ways
And the night comes every evening at the end of days
And apocalypse the moment as fire rains on me
Because I understand that we are history