Come on by the Fire (A Song)

AuburnScribbler

 

V1

 

Hey little sheep, my name’s Wat,

and I just wanted to say,

I feel so haunted, underground,

of so-called better day,

nothing’s changed, it’s still the same,

no one wants to learn,

so, with cold repetition,

people will always yearn!

 

Pre-Chorus

 

The pain you hate, has become your joy,

you can’t reclaim innocence, girls and boys…

 

Chorus (x2 at the end)

 

So, come on by the fire,

to get warm with me,

to never be free,

come on by the fire,

where we’ll burn our tears,

upon deaf ears!

 

V2

 

Mr Tyler, back again,

to speak to you once more,

the ones, who are still living,

who still prance upon the floor,

it seems false gods remain,

defaming titles, as their shields,

if the old laws were still around,

you’d join me in Smithfield!

 

V3

 

I like you, eventually,

wore a protester’s muzzle,

England’s, England, not Richard

I was so very puzzled,

why are we chastised

the people who make the realm?

But, I suppose, give power to people,

what is healthy, is unwell!

  • Author: AuburnScribbler (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 24th, 2023 11:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: In the UK recently, protesters have been a focal point. Either it be a guy exploding a bag of orange dust; on a snooker table at the World Snooker Championship, or protesters being arrested at King Charles' and Queen Camilla's coronation. Regardless of certain viewpoints, the people do have a right to be heard, from their own mouths, rather than the filtering of middlemen, members of Parliament, who would only mangle the views of their constituents, to befit their own agenda. It is incredibly demeaning and damaging that the powers that be, think they can put muzzles on it's people, and no finer example of this is the Peasants Revolt in 1381. Here is a song outlining how things have frustratingly remained the same, when it comes to the respect, or lack of respect of the people's needs from leaders, and I thought the narrator of the song would have to be Wat Tyler (pictured above) head of the Peasant's Revolt, who was unlawfully and brutally executed at Smithfield, just for voicing his needs. A side note, the monarch who order Wat's execution, Richard II, is to me, one of the worst kings to have ever worn a crown. I hope that you enjoy the song, I hope that you champion whatever you care about, loud and proud, and as always, please do stay safe everyone.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Goldfinch60

    Such true words Ben, all the time we are being stopped from being able to say and do what many of us know is the better way to make our lives so much better.

    Andy

    • AuburnScribbler

      Thanks for the read Andy, and I'm glad that you agree with the sentiment of this song.

      I hope that all is well.



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