Pride postures
Doesn’t think
Reveals its feelings
Lives its hubris daily
That’s its way
Decisions drafted blindly
Blinkered bullshit
Evidence of arrogance at play
Language of superior perception
Then wonders why and scoffs
When natives rise
Out of union
With no hint of sadness
Governance unjust
Of those unwise
No self-reflection
But for backward glory
For days of yore
When empire ruled the waves
Citing some equivalence
As righteous
Behold the truth of union
England save
Let us be Britannia
That story
Etched in minds
So privileged, promote
Ideaology, will not see buried
Ignominy, in parliament, by rote
The only flag that matters
Is the George cross
Andrew, Patrick, David
Servile names
Problems to be solved
And always have been
Extinguish nationhood
For other’s name
Woe to you, usurpers
Of the celtic
For fallen follows pride
As sure as fate
Come the day, the hour
Relive your words here
Masters manifest
The words of hate
Dismissing while upholding
Such is legend
In lands where one suppresses, ridicules
We are not slaves
Nor your possessions
Canny, aye
But are we fools?
Came across this video today on Twitter. Makes you proud to be an equal partner in this great union, where respect and progressive politics are at play. Imagine actually saying this! Funny, eh? No sense of humour, we Jocks. Inferiority complex, they say. Wonder why. Off now to the psychiatrist’s couch to discuss Stockholm Syndrome in hopes of convincing others we don’t need this shit. Who does? Tell me. Any independent country out there who would like to rejoin the fold and be patronised again? Any? Didn’t think so.
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