O this world is black as peat!
Black and gory, no glory at our feet
I may ask you and then repeat
Has every child got to eat?
Has every nation got its justice?
Every bricklayer, teacher and artist?
Whose music plays connivance’s pianist?
This history has an all too uncanny twist
The sage is quietened, the media is loud
airing falsehoods to the crowd
The crooked elf roams every parlour
This is no world that seeks valour
How much should we loathe the petty vote?
The evil that we are taught to dote
So, you are told: Stand up for democracy
You never will be warned it’s all a hypocrisy!
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