Something that's been bothering me lately...
I ran across this a while back:
And whether the blood be highland, lowland or no. And whether the skin be white or black as the sloe. Of kith and of kin we are one be it right be it wrong. As long as our hearts beat true to the lilt of the song.
I don't know who wrote it, but it struck a chord with me. In light of a recent thread, I have come to appreciate these words all the more. There is a lot of intolerance here, and it's started to bother me a bit. So I thought it a good time to post these lyrics/poem/whatever it is. Maybe some of us need to think about our kith and kin and how our own prejudices and intolerance effect our brothers and sisters on this board. I'm proud to be of this community, and I love it. I'll end this with words from a little band called Albannach:
Hear my voice blowing on the breeze,
Know your fate know your history,
As I am now you one day will be,
Face your past then face your destiny,
Mmhh mhh mhh
Now you may live a different place,
Brought up and lived a different way,
But if you have our blood in your veins,
Then you will know us, know home, know who you are.
Now here you are, standing next to me,
Come take my hand, and walk with me,
If you could feel the peace in our hills and glens,
You would know in swear with all begin
and you would know who I really am
I love those folks... Good people.
Last edited by Nighthawk; 13th July 09 at 11:17 AM.
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