War turnt Death intae wur mistress and us tae blind weans.
This wealth we’d been fighting fir was cried “common” by name, sic a name wi
which we’d tramp life tae the ground. The life o’ anither. Aye. Or so Ah gied
masel tae ken. Sure, Ah managed tae haud masel thegither. Tae whit cost? Ma
soul being aw cowped up fae me. Ah kent ma
commandments: Leuk, but dinny see. See, but
dinny feel. Feel, but n’er let oan.
Writers: L Haiman and Katie Craig
