A Poem Commissioned by the Gouvernement du Québec…

A Poem Commissioned by the Gouvernement du Québec on the Occasion of Scotland’s Impending Independence Vote
by Jack Locke

Let there be ballots for all birds in the tree.
To decide important questions of state
That my dear neighbour is called liberty.

The truth’s oft not clear to you or to me
But on false opinions we contemplate
Let there be ballots for all birds in the tree.

There’s much missed in the myths of history
The story told true is not a common trait
That my dear neighbour is called liberty.

Rabbie asked are we ta be or not ta be
Great sufferers of a destitute fate?
Let there be ballots for all birds in the tree.

Every debate adds animosity
To hatred and love we can all equate
That my dear neighbour is called liberty.

On the referendum all voters agree
That on election day I shall arrive late
Let there be ballots for all birds in the tree.
That my dear neighbour is called liberty.

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