BiCentennial Blues

Into the forbidden zone
Crept the High Court all alone.
And with powers heretheto unmknown
Wiped out past excesses with its own.

Doctrines once thought bad and raw
Have now become settled law.
And many things good that went before
Now are forgotten for evermore.

Those who now have rights
Can do no wrong.
And those now in the wrong
Can do no right.

The shape of the future
Glimmers from the Past
Like embers of a fire almost out
But carelessly ignited again by ignorant touts.

We are judged in Time
In the same way as past.
No matter who or how
We regard ourselves as cast.

But something has to be said
And someone has to say them.
To break the chains of thought
That bind us to damnation.

The fight is not to free men's minds
But to bind them blind.
So that no matter what
We can't tell wrong from right.

Its a game that other people play
With other peoples lives and way.
And most only have the option of sayin g nothing
And allow it to keep its sway.

Ah, they said the world is twisted and decayed.
Just give us a chance they said and we will make it sage.
But now this stupidity to which you have contributed your share,
Tells you why the world is always unfair.

A bigot used to be a person who deprives another of his rights
But todays despots say it really is those trying to hold on to what they've got.
Why this should be
Makes History.