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Walk The Mile

My thoughts and feelings I'll share with you

My City Edinburgh Welcomes you

I feel its joy, I feel its pain

We'll walk through the streets, in the pouring rain!

Walk the Mile and you will see

A fascinating World, "Our History"

Great Scholars, Thinkers, Princes and Kings

Have walked in your footsteps, the feeling begins

We will walk and see our turbulent past

In the Cobbles, Closes and Tenement Stands

The stench of the City now vanished and gone

But the sign 'o' the Times,  "Remains"… "Never gone"!

You have got to look past the obvious to see within

Worn step at the Bowfoot, the Water Well

I wonder what stories she'd tell in her day

Of the life 'o' the times on a Mercat Day?

Mercat Folk, Caddies, Townsmen and all

City Literates, Constables walking the cob

The Gatherings, Proclamations, Executions Galore!

Were Cut, near the centre 'o' the Mercat Cross

Look up at the window in the Tenement Block

And think 'o' the Prospect, as seen from the top?

Gallows, the Crowd, a Spectators Sport

Guilty, Innocent, their walk to the Drop!

Ideas, discoveries, innovations and all

Were discussed, detailed, in the Parliament Hall

Literary Masters…. "Poems", penned in Rhime!

A Poetic Benediction of The Life, 'o' the Times!

 Poem: written by Andrew.w.j Bell ©

                              13.08.2002

Edinburgh

Mei-ling Lin