Three Sins
Politics, sport and religion, I refused in public to debate
But now that I am Late
I never rated Mohammed Ali as the greatest pugalist
Admittingly he could swing a good fist
Margaret Thatcher as British Prime Minister in my soul still leaves a burning
As she said more than once, the lady’s not for turning
To even comment on black, white, muslim, Hindu or any race or creed
Would put me standing in the shoes of the racialist indeed
So now that you have all read the things I wanted to say when I was in the room
Do one thing out of respect for me and get your muddy boots off my tomb
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