IF ever I had a country - LXX
LXX
IF ever I had a country a constant prey to another marauding Bully
And if ever by some impardonable mistake I were the intrepid Defence Secretary
I'd not scratch my bald pate devising peaceful ways of turning the cheek with
love brotherhood and humanity to appease the Enemy
I'd simply round up the true villains every secret agent every police chief
politician all their colleagues - what d'ya think - the President y compris manu militari
Every media baron newspaper and tv editor-in-chief these that kept quiet about
the activities of the secret services every Lodge Master of Free-Masonry
And have them lined-up on the frontiers as canon-fodder while force-marching
them barefoot without ID papers into the jaws of the Bully's iniquity
That is, if ever I were even by error the intrepid Defence Secretary with no
notion of poetry
And even if I never ever had no country prey to a Bully in reality
© T. Wignesan - Paris, Octobre 9, 2018
LXX
Lord in my weaker moments keep me sound
My faith be anchored safe upon the Rock
Whilst storms dash mighty vessels run aground
From jaws of vile leviathan that stalk
Oft times I feel that this old ship hath sailed
Without thy Spirit, Lord my heart doth faint
It matters not my tattered soul had failed
When to thy might submit take off restraint
O Star of my dark voyage from despair!
And Captain of my spirit castaway
Command my broken heart that needs repair
And to depart from dismal shores I pray
Nay would my soul set sail from mercy find?
Unpardoned mutinies of rebel mind
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