I am a man: little do I last
and the night is enormous.
But I look up:
Love - A lofty emotion,
Is beyond all logic,
Is far beyond math and logarithm,
Is above all locations and languages.
The crest and crowning of all good,
Life's final star, is brotherhood;
For it will bring again to Earth
Her long-lost Poesy and Mirth;
God, what a world, if men in street and mart,
Felt that same kinship of the human heart,
Which makes them, in the face of fire and flood,
we grew up together
one father, also one mother
even one blood tree
Love and brotherhood
Tuesday,30th October 2018
Lang syne I penned a mickle rhyme
That muckle grief brocht to my soul;
For critics said 'twas aye a crime
Nae Scottish patriot could thole
From experience what we try to achieve?
Do we try to impose or leave it to believe?
From European past, it has emerged differently
From Middle East it has tested bitterly