Kick It Out. Poem by PAUL COLVIN

The Hibernian Walk, The Orange Walk, get yourselves in order
Your tortured walks ignite the fuse of aggression and disorder
Outdated and unwanted, these walks should all be banned
And the Saltire hung in every home in our beloved land.
In some cases deaths hang on your heads and yet you feel no blame
As the world looks on disgusted, those heads should hang in shame.
You say the hatred and the bigotry are stirred up by Ireland's sons?
Fuelled by an age old war, long before your lives begun
Brought to Scotland's shores and not only in the west
But now you have to waken up and face your biggest test.
Wake up you sons of Scotland, sons of Wallace and the Bruce
Your shame is blaming others, now's the time to call a truce,
Unity is what Scotland needs, not warring Scottish clans
When brothers fought against brothers, when tribes fought for their lands
But the ordinary Scottish people now want harmony and peace
We've lived this ugly life too long and want it now to cease.
A brighter Scotland needs us all and those who won't comply
Should be thrown on the scrapheap, to rot and left to die.
A pipe dream? We can do this, never say we can't
For the power lies within us all, if change is what we want.

Paul Colvin.