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YESTERDAYS WISHES
YESTERDAYS WISHES
They were yesterday’s wishes, all silly fantasies
Bubbly without serious thought, as it was then
Thinking that the world was here just to please
Reality finally dawned, but I am not sure when
Sometime in the midst of that sound and fury
That the sword really was mightier than the pen
There is no way left to appoint a balanced jury
It’s when religion eventually becomes political
Why don’t Christians have an allocated houri
So, please excuse me if I sound too analytical
But the world situation is now reaching critical
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Howard Osborne
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