tmw5000
04-05-2008, 02:25 AM
Apathy
Apathy has come,
to make ready her bed
Her hope is that soon…
America’s people will be dead
Popular sovereignty
has gone away
Maybe to return some day
Freedom of speech
can say no more
For she is locked outside
the door
Justice waits,
and lives in fear
For she knows her time
of death is near
As the sword of fascism
is risen high
injustice laughs,
as justice dies
In the distance
a baby cries
and with his birth
we surrender our lives
copyright 1977
Apathy has come,
to make ready her bed
Her hope is that soon…
America’s people will be dead
Popular sovereignty
has gone away
Maybe to return some day
Freedom of speech
can say no more
For she is locked outside
the door
Justice waits,
and lives in fear
For she knows her time
of death is near
As the sword of fascism
is risen high
injustice laughs,
as justice dies
In the distance
a baby cries
and with his birth
we surrender our lives
copyright 1977