Who was asleep at the wheel as our nation reached out for tomorrow?
Who misplaced our compass bearings of faith, hope and many dreams?
Who masked our vision and doused our spirit for new generations to follow?
Who distorted a history of courage, endurance, sweat and unity to be seen?
Who hindered our trek, fueled with freedom and no chains or lash to be seen?
In our space age, we have lost direction and move at reckless speed
So much division in our ranks, and for leadership, a desperate need
We sip the good wines of life and ignore dark cloud heading our way
We’re already in heavy seas and true course of our journey is now astray
Fools obeying faceless leaders are now on the scene
Bullies and agitators, just like followers of Hitler, Mao and Stalin had been
These brown and red shirts are intent to change our ways
For us to obey and learn a revised history will be their first order of the day
Political correctness has strangled common sense without a murmur
Growing apathy numbs tongue and courage, and our values slip further
At sacred ballot booths, intimidation is created by local Bully Bands
Has not blood been spilt to protect voting without fear in our land?
There’s talk of immunity from criminal charges for minors until mid-teens
While the Greens want voting age to be dropped to sixteen
Drugs such as Ice in are clearly destroying our precious society
Yet our law makers are asleep, and drug brewers boldly run free
What odds the ghosts of our pioneers would scratch their heads and ask why?
Those who stood the storms of war would surely let loose with angry cry
Politicians! Please note, lessons from apathy are readily seen in history books
All you have you to do is to turn dusty cobwebbed pages and look
No more hypocrisy, contradictions and “perhaps” or “maybe”
Stop stumbling in darkness, and light a very bright beacon for all to see
Cease appeasing mindless thugs and do what must be done
Lead the way; give us back our way of life, or pack your swag and run
We need a brave Captain at the wheel as we reach out for tomorrow
To follow our compass bearings of faith, hope and so many dreams
We still seek new horizons and vision for new generations to follow
On a journey fueled by blood, sweat and tears and no chains or lash to be seen
Heads up, always together; we know where we’re going and where we’ve been
George Mansford © July 2018
