Ways Of Saying the Same Thing
When the trees are bare,
We see the beauty of buildings.
That beauty was always there,
It was just the green that drew your eye.
I can’t bear those leafy trees now,
But I wish we’d been green for longer.
She always spends loads of money
When the prices drop.
Volume discounting, old chum:
The oldest trick in the book –
They won’t turn over a new leaf
When the Januaries kick off the New Year.
Another rip-off Christmas draws near;
Correction: the seasonal surge in sales.
But it doesn’t seem much like the season;
Will it be winter that fails?
Nor much goodwill to all men
In the
Flares point the way now
Where, once upon a star,
A light drew the Kings of the earth.
We aimed our missiles precisely
At non-civilian targets;
We knew there’d be a slaughter of innocents,
But didn’t intend them to die.
We, too, came from afar,
Like lords of all the earth.
We came in search of terror;
And terror found us out.
Our leaders sold us a lie
And beggared our belief.
They must be even greater fools
Than they clearly took us to be.
They keep saying the same old nonsense,
Making up reasons as they go along.
But it all tells me just one thing:
Our future’s not safe in their hands.
So it’s just as well
It's not.
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