Nicola Sturgeon is still there-alone
The sign that holds her name:
Black marks on a pure white rectangle
Has lost its twin marking the Time.
The hall meeting is past, history
Still it stands as the small haar lifts;
It is the morning after the vote.
No one has moved her, no one has taken it.
It seems nothing has changed
It has, and nothing is yet written
What and who will be on other signs, other markers.
*Recent visit (and now revisit) of Ed Miliband, Labour Party leader to Scotland speaking of ‘social justice’
And lied to himself and us
Saying ‘social justice’ with phonemic litany
Without a foundation of purpose or history.
An intellect misappropriated for power
Standing with those who sell the undeserving poor.
A racist Party debated with the Deputy Prime Minister
As this nation debated its essence.
Not anger, not regret but surprise at the spectacle-
Flag waving, jubilees do not disguise decay.
Whatever the poll result
A new start has been made.
As The Bruce never said,
‘We won’t gie in’.
