Hello Mr No

Hello Mr No
 
Hello Mr No.
How do you do
When you can’t see the sun
for the rain falls on you
 
Hello Mr NO
You dependable slave
who clings to a flag
that is torn and blood stained
 
Hello Mr No
How you bow and you scrape
at the feet of your betters
and at Royalties cape
 
Hello Mr No
In Love with your chains
You embrace all your shackles
that have rusted your brains
 
Hello Mr No
How you freedom must fear
Independence the scourge
to all the lies you hold dear
 
Hello Mr NO
Do you tremble at night
If there is no one to tell you
what is wrong and what’s right
 
Goodbye Mr No
I will bid you good day
with all your fears and your doubts
and your blessed disMAY
 
Rod Macfarlane

About auldacquaintance

I am not a member of any political party. I am however a strong supporter of Scots Independence. Any views which I express in this Blog are purely my own. This Blog intends to be a place where I will be putting my views on Scots Independence. It will primarily concern itself with the upcoming Referendum In Scotland. However It will also be somewhat diverse in the range of day to day issues which are evident to me in modern day Scotland. Not all of it will be political, and indeed may take me off into avenues I am not even aware of yet. Please come and join in on this journey, and any comments are welcome provided they are not abusive! All the best from a new acquaintance! Rod
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One Response to Hello Mr No

  1. Reblogged this on charlesobrien08 and commented:
    Nice poem by Rod,with a serious meaning.

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