A New Year ?

 

I cannot sing the lords song,

Not now in this strange land,

Where laws are just for changing,

And traditions cannot stand.

 

I grew with certain values,

Those values now so changed,

The sacred brought to nothingness,

Our morals rearranged.

 

We spare the rod incessantly,

We give the feckless space,

We can’t promote religion,

We can’t applaud our race.

 

Our politics corrupted,

We vote and wonder why,

With Kings anachronistic,

And history a lie.

 

Two thousand years of substance,

Two thousand years of pain,

Two thousand years of glory,

That will not come again.

 

I don’t agree in absolute,

The words our bibles tell,

But abrogate that meaning,

And we walk the path to hell.

 

With punishment now frowned on,

All liberties ‘just right’,

Normality man’s nothingness,

And darkness blazing light.

 

With everything available,

With naught beyond the pail,

With every freedom guaranteed,

We watch the nation fail.

 

With teenagers illiterate,,

Shopkeepers who can’t count,

Soft Prisons, Civil Partnerships,

What problems we surmount

 

Perhaps I’m just a bigot,

Who needs the status quo,

Just needing somewhere in the land,

For folk like me to go.

 

Where still there is tradition,

Where learning has its place,

Where I can go to speak my mind,

And look god in the face.