The Conclusion Of Progress And The End Of Community Poem by Justin Baird

Honour, Peace, and National Pride
For these convictions our founders died
But the time for convictions has come to pass
The time of deceit, here at last.

The children they no longer pray
For Daddy leaves again today
Brother steals and mommy lies
And on this day our nation dies

The sun once bright upon the sky
Now sets and its our dreams that die
The acid rain that falls today
Comes to wash our hope away
For this once a land of hope and peace
Now the circle of death will never cease