I beg you, hear this call to arms
Leave your offices, and farms.
Desert your shops, and factories
And help us cure this foul disease.
When half the world is starving
And children have no hope,
We sit idly by, and watch
Some mindless T.V soap.
Our governments sell arms to thugs
Without a second thought.
Regardless that the carnage will,
On innocents be wrought.
Our banks provide the funding
For this vile and evil trade.
Then enjoy the bonuses,
On profits they have made.
Church leaders squat in corners
Well hidden from the fray.
They need to join us in this quest
And come with us today.
The Monarchy cares not a jot
Except for luxury.
They cannot see the storm that brews
They lack reality.
Violence, we will not need
We will not play their game.
We know who we voted for,
We know who to shame!
So, help me in this call to arms
Join me in this quest
To make this world a better place
Before we seek our rest.
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Owain Glyn
