On Flagging (and the rest)
The world over they cannot rest
they want to put everyone to the test
and much condemned they ignore
they put filthiest intent to the fore.
Women feeling they have to apologise
for some women being mean
and I have been told men feel they have to say sorry
for things they have not done, but some man do
To you fear mongering, mean breed
into the soil of future you want to put bad seed
you cannot succeed for this moment of dire need
when man cannot stand up for the lack of love
no love for tomorrow, your misdeed.
Stop you will as the wheel of bad crop is turning
your 'destiny' going down as both ends your are burning
I say to you with confidence of one who's had enough
your ways are nothing, turned to chuff.