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Great Britain !

What is actually Great about Britain ?

Is it our overriding sense of Virtue ?

How we feel it is our God given right to criticize ?

Or present our way of life and values to aspire to ?

Who made us the Referee's of the World ?

Have any of them put a mirror up to us ?

Because I have and its far from pretty !

Let me write you an impartial little ditty

Based on the average day in the life of the ordinary citizen 
Hopefully based on actual factual events

If you live in any City much like Liverpool
Young and go to a comprehensive school
The students are no longer fooled into thinking
That good grades lead to a good job some day
That is why they are seduced into a life of crime
If they wish to socially climb

And the legal system only serves to propergates this notion
As it is biased towards the criminals not there victim's 
It is a hopelessly corrupt system
For when you are charged as a minor 
You get a slap on your wrist
And a stern telling off saying please dont do it again
Children doing the bidding for wretched Men

And our so called Politicians pretend to be stone deaf
So there constituents stop hounding them to death
Ask stop asking them 
What are they actually doing
That will in anyway make there circumstances any better 

What is the point writing a letter or signing a petition 
Or marching from daylight to dark
When apathy begins with every thought
From putting food on the table to being able
To expressing the fundamental right of free speech 
If anyone is in doubt the meek shall inherit the earth
Spend a life in the day not in the countryside 

But rather take a bus ride 
Out of the bright lights of the big city
And the view is not so rosy or pretty
If you wish to hold a placard or choose to march 
Would it not be better for you to place your wrath upon

Lest we never forget

On repaying the debt on the fallen soldiers of 2 World Wars
On making Britain a fitting resting place
A place worthy of them dying for
There sacrifice and there memory is the only thing worthy of fighting for

And if you remember or take nothing else from this

This Britian we slight is where and what they actually fought for 
And all they asked for in return 
Was for us to cherish and look after it 
As much as they did
Ask not what your country can do for you
But what you can do to be worthy of it

And its fallen hero's
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