We Dundee

the whale oil an’ the stoor

it’s in the blood – way down
in the depth and the darkness of our river
you can feel it coming in
like a distant whispering in the wind
blowing in wi’ the haar from the north east

it’s in the sweep of the girders that cross the Tay
over the wide expanse of water

it’s in the re built bridge that took us forward
to the re discovery

it’s deep down
with the feeling of pride
in the building of ships
for the whalers
in the hard grey dockyards along the water’s edge

the ships that connected us
with the world beyond
and reached out
to the furthest away places on earth