Sunday, July 20, 2014

Tales Of The Time When Man Saved The Day

Tales of the time when man saved the day
When the land bled red and the sky turned grey
He shot down a bird
And became a hero for his world
The bird that bore a million hearts
Let many a dream thwart
But fear not, everything is under control
For we are a civilisation, proud of our patrol
What is a dead bird, you ask
When saving real lives is his task
Of real people, of real heroes
Of saviours of our state
When maps are re-drawn
When allegiance is withdrawn
When important decisions made
And that World Cup Germany takes
What is a dead bird, you ask?

Tales of the time when man saved the day
When the land bled red and the sky turned grey
He picked up his gun, and shot down again
This time a kindle of kittens on a beach playing in the sun
Why a kindle, you ask?
How dare they be born in the wrong place
And dare ask for the wrong God's grace
It is a moral obligation to teach them a lesson
That the right God doesn't teach aggression
Man fulfils his duty in every which way
Don't you understand, they were leading lives astray?

Tales of the time when man saved the day,
When the land bled red and the sky turned grey
He grabbed his bottle and gulped down his ale
He saw a kitten, young and frail
Ravaged by him, she could run nowhere
Her soul, her dignity lay there bare
Why a kitten, you ask?
How dare she be let out without a mask
How dare she talk and bare her waist
She was asking for it, I say
Deserved to be punished for her ways
Man always intends to do some good,
Don't you see, it is for the safety of womanhood?

Tales of the time when man saved the day,
When the land bled red and the sky turned grey.