West Coast till I die.

a short poem describing lower class west coast Scotland

I grew up in the west coast

Although not something I should boast

Where people stand proud at being on the dole and a lot of the youth are on parole

This place where scum got its name where junkies run the town and the government is to blame

A once proud industrial centre

Run into it ground by Margaret Thatcher

Yes , I have seen the darker side of trouble

The dark shadow cast in a lonely puddle

Been at that party where everyone's on drugs, been in the room when the dealer shows up

Watched friends consumed by its evil power

Tripping balls or standing clothed in the shower

I hear they're better now but I couldn't pick them in a crowd

More people on the dole than in a job the majority of problems are down to yobs

No place for them to go, but to prison at least they'll be fed

Rather than stab a gran for a loaf of bread

We used to scream " NFD , OYT, SYT". shortly followed by an obituary

People stabbed because where they rested their head

I knew a few of the dead

Yes , this is the dark side the one that people love to hide

They say it's down to the youth but these wars have gone on since before my first tooth

We were the children of a down trodden age, where money was low and dignity high a trouble age of times gone by

Yet they bestowed upon a few the commands to continue to fight for them. They tell us stories of fights won and loss of heroic acts and friends they lost.

To the young a supple mind this a chance at glory a chance to find, there place to make a name to be their fathers son again

Yes, this is the west coast proud

Fighting for the man whose down and out

But what people like to forget is that no drug, no drink, no government has killed this lot

The unsightly, the poor, the crooks, the addicts, the single mum's, the bums, the abusers, the users

. All have survived where others have not . This why they scream "West Coast till I die", because they are invincible in their eyes.

An who can stop them, the world they live in is wrought with danger, they have nothing to lose and fear no strangers.

They are the west, they have come and they don't give a f**k about anyone.

Author's Note

enjoy.