Colin F. Jones
TREASONABLE, DESPICABLE SPECIMENS OF MEN
No matter what is said or what is done,
It can’t nor could be ever right for some,
Whose negative thoughts seek all folk to blame,
Who do not agree with their narrow claim.
Oft do such critics with their tiresome way
Reflect not on the freedom they betray:
For while they reap the benefits of the state,
They condemn the system from which they fill their plate.
This is freedom; for which brave soldiers die,
For the right to speak the truth, and the right to lie,
The right to choose the God they wish to praise,
The right to criticise their own Government’s ways:
But also for the truthful to condemn,
Such treasonable despicable specimens of men.
©Copyright April 17, 2003 by Colin F. Jones