1984, orwell, brave new world, huxley

Vain Glory

Give me the land where people stand equal under the sun
Give me the air where people care for each and eveyone
Give me the sea where honesty and virtue rule the waves
Give me the salt to destroy the fault that makes for early graves
Give me the wind to blow and rescind all of the damage done
I'll give you my word I will not disturb the peace when I'm loading my gun.

© Severn Dwyer. 2010

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