They Died For Our Democracy and Our Freedom

There is something hanging in the air. A profound but still quiet sense of despair. The country I loved, ten, twenty years ago. Now it’s a country I feel I don’t know The democracy and freedoms our ancestors fought and died for! It seems we don’t share those values and beliefs no more! The children will grow and live in a country that bases its policies on lies, deceit and hate. This England will be there, through your window and on the other side of your gate A health system destroyed for power and greed. A nation forced to exist scraping by on its knees! A child will walk lost on the streets all alone. The protection and love that he needs just won’t come. Because when democracy is dead and our freedoms are gone we will only fight to survive for the people we class as our own You see in England we blame all else for the mistakes and flaws we should own. BAME communities, asylum seekers and that’s what the poison of Brexit has done. So the next time we honour the dead from the wars of before. Remember what they fought and died for and see the hypocrisy we bring as we stand with our flags aloft in the air. They died for a democracy and freedom and we’ve ripped that apart because it seems that we really don’t care.