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AGAIN They're angry, again People who say : we're not Getting enough, so we're going to take it. They took it once before, when Marie's cake wasn't enough ... And before that, when Nero was a zero ... And like they'll always take it When the fat at the top Crushes the lean times below. The natives are rustlers, tonight. And the planners add more rules In Diocletian spirit, sewing up The will to work and the Gifts of freedom ... Sowing anew oppression seeds of Bitter lessons long forgotten ... To beckon again the age of darkness. They're tired, again ... For the tolls and the polls Are all very taxing ... And not one cent for tribute, Lowering life's column like Mercury steadily cooled ... Til the final toll will be Of cost unimagined, With nascent recognition of Our most basic resource ... Again. |