Friday, August 11, 2006
They Shall Never Stand Again
They Shall Never Stand Again
(dedicated to all the masters of war and the kids being blown to bits on both sides, for whatever it's worth)
They shall never stand again
In the alcoves
With the fairies
They shall never stand again
Faces red
Smiles merry
They shall never stand again
With their two sticks
Nailed together
They shall never stand again
Wooden swords
Foul weather
They shall never stand again
Face to face
Weapons drawn
They shall never stand again
Arms ajar
‘Let’s get it on!’
They shall never stand again
Against the dragons
In the old shed
They shall never stand again
Against the monsters
Under the bed
They shall never stand again
For the righteous
For the free
They shall never stand again
For the poor
For you and me
They shall never stand again
In the pathways
Between white houses
They shall never stand again
For the instincts
That arouse us
They shall never stand again
For innocence
For naiveté
They shall never stand again
For their rights
To sing and play
They shall never stand again
Against parental oppression
They shall never stand again
Bedtime is a weapon
They shall never stand again
Not the way
They once stood
They shall never stand again
Against the bad
For the good
They shall never stand again
In their mansions
Their compromise
They shall never stand again
To the top
They did rise
They shall never stand again
Stepped upon childhood
They shall never stand again
Said goodbye to wild woods
(dedicated to all the masters of war and the kids being blown to bits on both sides, for whatever it's worth)
They shall never stand again
In the alcoves
With the fairies
They shall never stand again
Faces red
Smiles merry
They shall never stand again
With their two sticks
Nailed together
They shall never stand again
Wooden swords
Foul weather
They shall never stand again
Face to face
Weapons drawn
They shall never stand again
Arms ajar
‘Let’s get it on!’
They shall never stand again
Against the dragons
In the old shed
They shall never stand again
Against the monsters
Under the bed
They shall never stand again
For the righteous
For the free
They shall never stand again
For the poor
For you and me
They shall never stand again
In the pathways
Between white houses
They shall never stand again
For the instincts
That arouse us
They shall never stand again
For innocence
For naiveté
They shall never stand again
For their rights
To sing and play
They shall never stand again
Against parental oppression
They shall never stand again
Bedtime is a weapon
They shall never stand again
Not the way
They once stood
They shall never stand again
Against the bad
For the good
They shall never stand again
In their mansions
Their compromise
They shall never stand again
To the top
They did rise
They shall never stand again
Stepped upon childhood
They shall never stand again
Said goodbye to wild woods
Labels: Poetry