Angry Scot’s: Poem

Scottish stoicity

Masculine toxicity

Hard grim faces

With deep frown lines

And frozen shoulders

No love

No empathy

And kindness

The enemy

A tribal warrior spirit

In a time of peace

But peace without tranquillity

The strength is fragility

Mental instability

And un-comfortability

Because if bridges don’t bend

They break

And immovable minds

Can be toppled

By a crescendo

Of negative brain waves

And unseated from their

Shield of masculinity

They reach for the divinity

Of death

Rather than give their

Breath

And fears

To understanding ears

To dispense the tears

And years

Of pent up emotion

But toughness is the

Devotion

Devotion until the end