24 February 2008

good old days

your eyes are focused on the empty ground
and what was there when memory was green
those things which generations have not seen
age has its tricks the young folk to astound
those are the matters which might still confound
the wiser children who knowing obscene
attachment to the passions just a screen
fail to conceive of what is more profound
and so the higher places are possessed
by names and forces not before defined
showing some sort of answer to such brag
from crowds of people who had been repressed
and who till then had been most disinclined
to grant due praise and honour to the flag

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