My first poetic podcast, I was inspired to compose this, it carries a message that I feel is needed.
show link,
http://giuliano.mypodcast.com/2009/08/The_crisis_of_a_nation-230051.htmlTranscript,
Children as yet unborn cry out for blood.
The foolishness of our generation is as devastating as a flood.
We abdicate our dues to them.
So that they can bend
All the laws of our forefathers who lie restless in their graves
As we stand here behaving as Knaves.
Fathers abandon their sons, wives their husbands, sisters quarrel and brothers fight.
Nothing in the world is right.
How can we claim to govern ourselves when we look to others to provide for us?
How can we go on as we are, when our entire society is filled with pus.
A gaping infected wound that refuses to close
The assets of our nation almost froze
Do we question the actions of our leaders?
Why are we such pleaders?
We pray and hope for the nobles to save us
Yet time and time again they betray us
Lies and falsehoods reign
Yet we continue to feign
the notion of a republic, governed by laws
our founders knew our flaws
They said we have given you a republic if you can maintain it
we now give to our descendants an oligarchy if they can survive it.
Men fit to be slaves govern our lives.
why do we beg them for tithes?
We have the power to chart our own course
We should move out in force
To demand our rightful due
the power to pursue
the role of self representation
we should no longer allow our leaders to act only for remuneration
up is not down, fiction is not truth
Whatever the great ones say to soothe
the gaping wound that afflicts us
is best healed by us
acting as one, the people have power
and then the nobility will flounder
They can't resist our will
They can only fulfill
our every command
which we must demand
This is not a land of slaves
Nor a land of Knaves
We can restore our prominence!
