How ironic is it that on each Remembrance Day, we pause to honour those who made the supreme sacrifice to defend our most precious way of life, and yet continue to yawn and scratch as an increasing number of misguided fools are busily hell bent on destroying such a beautiful legacy.
How blind are we that we can reflect with pride on the unity of our nation as it once was, and yet today before our very eyes, fail to see it fracturing at a rapid rate.
How ignorant are we not to understand that our nation has been forged on the fundamentals of Christian beliefs that provided a true compass for our social discipline and intent. Where is the evil in a man (person?) who offered the gift “to love one another?”
How cowardly are we to tolerate increasing defiance of our laws which were established to ensure protection of all law abiding citizens? How pathetic we are not to demand harsher penalties.
Above all, how irresponsible are many of us to readily accept the good things of living in a western society yet fail to confront the insidious threats to it.
One such enemy is a dreaded virus defined as political correctness which is cleverly designed to slowly but surely brainwash our young generations and those yet to arrive on Planet Earth.
Thus I do hope that this outburst and my scribble below is a timely reminder to those not yet infected.
Sadly, it is too late for most of our political representatives at State and National level. They are already in the morgue and all we have to do is bury them.
George Mansford
One Upon a Time
Poor old Gingerbread Man, loved by many and killed this very day
Thanks to Revisionists, a brand new Gingerbread Person is on its way
Stolen and distorted are nursery rhymes loved ever since creation
Sly thieves claim such words are cruel with personal degradation
How sad that fairy tales are not what they used to be
Thanks to political correctness infecting our society
Taken away is the innocence of childhood which is surely wrong
No more to read of Giants and Dwarfs and sing the Black Sheep song
A sin to dream of fairy tales, secret wishes, and Christmas soon
So silly to believe there’s a man smiling from the magic moon
It’s old fashioned to happily sing the ABC and finally get it right
Increasing scorn for small prayers before going to sleep at night
And as well, no more “Ladies and Gentlemen“ or “He and She”
When youngsters seek work, there will be quotas, despite ability
Santa’s on the hit list and birth certificates minus gender are planned
Identity cards will not reveal if you are woman or man
Instead of unity, division grows and common sense is not to be
Soon a land of cheerless robots and no happy infants running free
The questions which must be answered by our elected masters
Who are these authors of change and what authority now and after?
What reason to condone such madness within our nation?
Who of our elected leaders will stand up to fight such alterations?
Will we pretend it’s not happening, stay mute and keep out of sight?
Hide in the growing darkness and not to fight for what is right?
Oops, the thought police are knocking on my door so I must be away
George Mansford © October 2018
