B & Q And Bannockburn's Burial Pits

It's said that Stirling's B&Q, Kerse Road Is a possible site over burial pits Holding dead heroes of Bannockburn Above the turf roofing of that grave-room of history The citizens of Stirling buy barbecues, gazebos, chainsaws New brooms have swept away our heritage Pulled the rug from memory, from reverence We have built a wall between us and the past We are hanging Braveheart films on plastic hooks Let's paper over the cracks Build over the green belts Tip noxious substances into the burns If the dead could resurrect like Lazarus, Climb up a ladder from the grave Wielding knives and hammers How would they vote in the Scotland of today? Today, when the spotlight'sswayed by the media The only things to charge are batteries Do they sleep easy beneath the underlay The vinyl, the waste pipes, the traps Of a changed and changing world? Scots knights, and Bruce's nameless pikemen, Though Death has stopped your mouths Your braverykeeps ringing down the ages