The Games Afoot

Is it just me, or does anyone else get the feeling that theres a definate 'push' towards anarchy across the west ?
Is some faction causing disruption to foment civil unrest and perhaps war.

I certainly feel thats the case of late and I was chewing it over, reading this site and others. Nothing changes does it, always some party or other ready to upend the cart to suit their own ends. Not being particularly gifted in the arts, I surprised myself by putting together a poem of sorts to my son. My first real contribution to ATS so have a read and see if it rings any 'Liberty Bells' for you...
(The cadence is something like Burns " I'll gang and be a soldier"

Boxes by ClydeBuilt - 2016


Hand me down yon box my son, the one thats draped in red, for civil wars abroad this day and we may soon be dead.
The box is auld and swathed in red, for red is deaths dark colour. Its treated harsh, it should be blue, for blue is freedoms mother.
We shall not die alone my son, for other men and sons are talking just as we. For now and then these things must pass, that freemen remain free. So hand me down my box dear son, aye closer, to my bed, shine these guns bright....take 'them' the fight for truth is never dead!

Some Bobbing John or Jane may dance tae guile ye from your ardour, but stay your hand and sheath your blade, for truth she has nae colour. Nae waving flag, nor beating drum can call you to their lie, for dare ye dance a harlots prance, then you will surely die.
They always come...they always do...a scant few years or more, for 'higher men' who plot such things, are rotten to the core.

They cannot see, they cannot hear the souls who raised them high, they only know that when it comes, its not their time to die.
For evil men whom we have raised, have brought us to this end. They bob and weave and sell their arse, their riches to pretend. And with our hearts, our swords at hand, our rights we must defend. And rights they are by God, my son, and by God are defended, no english marque nor royal hand to be by favour ended.

Shine up my steel and test my guns, that our aim will be true, for I know of no better man to fight aside, my son that man is you. Our time to fight may fall this night and our hearts must be willing, to fight that fight, defend the right and rage among the killing.
For we hail not from mountain glens, the plaid around our shoulders. No throaty chants, no gaelic rants from out among the boulders. For we are urban warriors son, unblessed with Alba's beauty. But rest assured as Glesgas poor, we shall still fund our duty.

Alba Cu'brath...

ClydeBuilt

I love this..so beautifully done..thank you for sharing...as for the question..I think maybe there is something amiss...certainly seems that way anyways..

Thank,
blend57

Cheers B57....life in Scotland is not always 'Brigadoon' , short bread tins and Bonnie Prince Charlie, but the people are still the same, even though they may not know it in themselves.

a reply to: ClydeBuilt

This must be a first

A Scottish Nationalist using a quote from Shakespeare.

Knocked me for six there fella, thought you meant I was plagiarising Shakespeare.
So its the title, however apt your meaning ?
(Henry V)

a reply to: ClydeBuilt

" The Games Afoot " Henry V Act III

www.phrases.org.uk...

a reply to: alldaylong

And for my next triiiick!

A touch surreal to critique the title of the post, but not the subject matter
a reply to: alldaylong

a reply to: ClydeBuilt
That was great...nice usage of the Scottish vernacular.

S+F

a reply to: ClydeBuilt

A touch surreal to critique the title of the post

As i previously stated. You are using the words of Shakespeare.

Am i wrong ?

a reply to: alldaylong

Hey, it was Sherlock's favourite line too. What's the big deal about Shakespeare? I have read that there are zillion's of lines and phrases from Shakespeare in everyday usage. Everyone recognises that phrase, you don't have to be a Shakespeare fan.

Nah...he was using mine!
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a reply to: midicon

What's the big deal about Shakespeare?

A Scottish Nationalist using the words of The Bard surprised me somewhat.

They hate all things English.

a reply to: alldaylong

I didn't read it as a 'Nationalist' thing, nor think of it that way. More of a poor man's rise against oppression piece. I would happily have used that title without feeling the need to explain it's origin. Anyway, I thought it read well and the language used seemed to run authentically...hey I'm a Scottish guy lol...

Regards midicon

"They hate all things english" that about sums you up my racist friend.
midicon hit it on the head, its a coat to be worn by fathers of many faiths and countries.
Im no writer, but the cadence was certainly akin to Burns 'I'll gang and be a sodjer'
But Schock-a-rooney...he IS the bard, just not YOUR bard, but I forget, Shakespeare
is/was the only one worth mentioning eh?
Lets just ditch Yeates, Keats, Sawyer, Andy Pandy et al....

Jog on!
a reply to: alldaylong

Cheers midicon
Almost there, I have to assume that there are men of means who do what they can as the siuation calls it.
A middle aged cripple from a scottish slum, an elderly farmer from Arkansas, a goatherder from Lashkar Gar,
as they say up here...'we're all Jock Tamsons Bairns'. And for the benefit of the thespian, 'we're all Gods children.

But in these cases, the timid may turn, "when lambs rise up like lions"...was that Russel Crowe, Shakespears australasian cousin ?

I did another, not as dark. More of a gallows humour on what passes as 'news' in this rat-cage.
I can feel the pins in the doll as I write. LOL

AS they say in the Glens: Gerritupye!
a reply to: midicon

a reply to: ClydeBuilt

that about sums you up my racist friend.

I would challenge you to point out where i have made a racist comment.

I await your reply.

a reply to: ClydeBuilt

I think you have a fine talent. I can't say for sure, but there may be a niche for that style of writing. I found the language colourful and periodic, great insight too.
It is very true that the best man to stand beside you is your son.

midicon.

More Burns than Byron I think, but even as a scotsman it can be hard to read sometimes. Others it just flows like water.

Like 'To a mouse' Vs 'Ae fond kiss' chalk & cheese but not in a bad way,
A friend popped in today, good laugh and good advice. One look at his comments and he says " he's a troll, we dont reply to trolls, leave him under the bridge to annoy the frogs"

Burns: Wee sleekit, courin, timourous beastie. Oh what a panics in they breastie, but ah would lathe tae rind and chase thee, wi murderin pratle.

Normal: Hey you little mouse, so clever and timid, your little heart pounding. Running here & there, but you neednt worry. For I would hate to just kill you with this shovel!
a reply to: midicon

a reply to: ClydeBuilt

Yes there is a push. Good thing there's a lot of trees.

Beautifully written!