Raymond Farrell Poems

Doesn't it all sound grand
Mary, Jane, Judy, Jill
Decide to end a pregnancy unplanned
They chose abortion - everyone gets the bill
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It seems odd to me
Those who preach most fervently
The gospel of evolution and natural selection
Often work in some government funded institution
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I know where the plot is
At the back of the cemetery
In the new part
That's where it is
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The Fascists when they come
May be wearing jack boots
Goose stepping in unison
Each step landing
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Not too many years ago
I can remember clearly
When government was over there
Not here, there, and everywhere
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Maybe you think you are nourished
When in fact you are merely full
Maybe you think you are knowledgeable
When all you have done is accumulate facts
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Now that I'm in my sixties
My body has taken
To doing many strange things
I am sure
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Let not doubt
Like a dark cloud
Block the light
That illuminates the path
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