Come you truants,
Hear what I tell,
When up is down,
Everything's easy to sell.
My Daddy never gave a damn,
But I ain't just like him,
Just living and dying,
With nothing cookin' within.
Which side are you on?
What side are you on?
Don't give no dance and song,
Who's side are you on?
Tell me how you stand,
In your be-wilderness of lies,
Shaking your bacon on the take,
Selling secrets to spies?
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We must have a voice and stand always for what is right. An incisive and powerful poem.