Destitution Road

Destitution Road
A lonely way
Through
A barren land

Stern mountains
Dark forests
Endless moors
And sullen streams

The wind is ceaseless
In its unending howl
Of lament
And sorrow

When famine raised
Its starving head
Only labour
Would stave it off

A horseman
Of the apocalypse
That visited the
Scottish West

Many homesteads
Now lie abandoned forlorn
Only their rowans remain
By Destitution Road

Picture courtesy John Fox