lullaby in CA Poem by iansong
Lullaby in C
On the news tonight I saw your face Dying in the sand Whilst I sat and sipped my SC In my green and pleasant land And I laughed a little to myself At the irony That this thing we all call freedom Isn’t borne from liberty And they’re singing Auld Lang Syne tonight With warmth and charity May the sun return to light our eyes And bring us hope and peace They’re singing Auld Lang Syne my dear For ghosts that walk the streets Forever looking toward the dusk With prayers for sweet release Vultures sitting in high towers Watch the needy starve Waiting for their fatted feast To be served with disregard From merchants with their pound of flesh No gristle and no bone They’ll claim to be our saviours Whilst they’re stealing our homes And I’m singing Auld Lang Syne again Without faith, without belief That the coming of another year Will bring anyone relief But I’ll still sing Auld Lang Syne my dear With the sinners and thieves And wish you all a happy year May we all find what we seek © 2012 ian |
Stats
44 Views
2 Reviews Added on April 25, 2012 Last Updated on April 25, 2012 Authorianwalsall, west midlands, United KingdomAbout47 year old male. have been writing poetry for some time, have had 2 published and one more currently to be published. my writing tends to be kinda dark, mostly about inner work, and occasionally quir.. more..Writing
|
