It’s no betrayal
To stand by your convictions
In the face of tyranny
It’s no betrayal
To stand by your convictions
In the face of tyranny
Today Themis weeps
Glorious tears of honor
In her faithful servant’s name
Dissidents must craft
songs of compassion and hope
blazing the path to progress.
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It’s been songs sung in
fields and on the road that have
helped us overcome.
All clubs and diamonds
It’s a different game they play
No hearts and No spades
From another outspoken dissident
There’s a new sheriff in town
I’ve heard he speaks loudly,
Carries a teeny tiny schtick
His minions denounce loudly,
Don’t mind his words
Just trust in his heart
But I’ve listened and looked
Can’t tell his intent apart
From the hate and the bile
He spews with such glee
If he expects obeisance
He won’t get it from me.
Trust and obey?
For there’s no other way?
To survive four years
Of a would be tyrant’s sway.
Pardon my dissent,
I’ll use reason and wit
Hide under the hedgerow
And gleefully resist.
Almost half these souls today
Standing queued at the SSA
Voted for that jaundiced bloke
Who has promised to revoke
The services they’re here to get
Without the single least regret
Careless or how much they paid
Regardless of the plans they made
All throughout their working years
To avoid the pain and tears
Spoken of in elder’s tales
Of the trials and travails
Before this social safety net
Made retirement a safe bet
All to give a tasty treat
To his buddies on Wall Steet.