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These days the kids don’t learn
of what’s happened in turn,
they can’t tell you of World War II,
or when the White House burned.
Their classes all are lies,
since power hates the wise,
keep them dumb and it’s easy to
pull wool over their eyes.
Kids think they’re something ‘new,’
a shuttered point-of-view,
never told that it’s all been tried
by smarter men than you.
The lessons learned before
are hidden more and more,
demonize it so you can’t see
what evil they’ve in store.

I’ve a mind to search the sage,
find the truth that comes with age,
turn my face back to the sun
for what’s gone, but not forgotten.
Let the sunlight burn my eyes,
but I know I have to try,
see that truth not be undone
with what’s gone, but not forgotten.

Power must hate the light
that opens up our sight,
they’d rather dumb folks in a pen
than those who know to fight.
They want your kids to fail,
to strive to no avail,
they’ve tried before to rule free men
and they have always failed.
They know from the long past
tyranny doesn’t last,
thinking if they hide this from you
they’ll escape the die cast.
But history is clear,
truths of five thousand years,
learn what we are and you learn how
to make them disappear.

It’s a time to search the sage,
known the truth that comes from age,
turn your face back to the Son
for what’s gone, but not forgotten.
Let the sunlight cleanse your eyes
from the nonsense and the lies,
learn the wisdom so hard won
from what’s gone, but not forgotten.

Gone, but never forgotten.

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