Wicker Man...

If it's true
     and i am merely fodder
for some other,
     grander scheme
locked within a cosmic Wicker Man
     dont expect me to scream
I danced as Nero played
     and destroyed the Glory that was Rome,
that had become nothing like what it was
     when it was first made
I wept as the troops marched
     through the Champs-Elysees,
knowing the lost Honor and Chivalry of Man
     was being proudly displayed in banners
hanging  limp in the wind as that ghoulish parade
     moved through the City of Light,
extinguishing the hope of millions
     and hardening the Hearts of the World
I lived throught the horrors of  '63 and '68
     and still believe in Camelot
but who shall bring back Excalibur
     when the sea is clogged with oil?
The mist is made by the sea burning
     and our tears won't exinguish this flame
More's the pity and there is our shame;
     for we need look but to the mirror
to see who can stop this
     and to see who is to blame
"Nobody knows who did it"
     "somebody aught to make a law",
"it's not as if anybody can do it"
     "no one has tried hard enough"
That is our flaw;
     yours and mine...
            09-22-10