Woke Righteous

No dispute, we should all love our neighbours With a kindness of nature that’s right And we ought to be generous, favour Our excesses, to those in dire plight But then ‘ought’ becomes ‘must! or we’ll take it’ With imprimatur, hand outs for free Delegating as agents our rulers To make sure the fruit falls from our tree And the words of the woke decreed righteous Are: ‘What good boys and girls are we!’ Yes I’ll go with you - black lives matter! And the yellow and brown even white And that all should be equally treated Should have always been so in hindsight But what’s past is gone, no going back to make amends to dead who suffered then Though those wishing to signal their virtue proclaim race guilt with voice and with pen And the hearts of the woke decreed righteous Self congratulate then and again I’ve a naive and innocent feeling That the most of us have good intent And would care for our friends and yet strangers If misfortune and pain cause lament So I trust that with this fellow feeling In a civilised culture that’s free Help will be given self determined With no need for dictate or decree Then the souls of the woke decreed righteous may find deeper content with this key