Them and Us

You see the evil doesn’t look at all condemned Those evil troublemakers of mankind Are well remembered, way above the nameless dead Who by the will of country rulers had to die Because the actions, as you say my darling dear Speak louder than words, and so they act As if they had too little history in rear So thinking they’re unique in making pacts They settle on the same old evil plan The same catastrophe, the same vain sacrifices Inevitably ends it up, as it did then When those like them disdained the words of wise Complacency can’t be outsmarted by the cruel Can’t be reported by the frightened flatterers Complacency is always punished by the rule With no exceptions to it, but that’s not about us We can’t relate to those obsessed with power To their staffers, games of death and hymns of glory The bumblebees collect the pollen from your flowers And there we are, in our eternal garden story.