The Old Man Said —

The old man said —

You make a God of politics
Now see where you are going to live
Your every thought proscribed for you
Told just how much and when to give

You think your party’s strove and bled
To raise mankind from its perdition;
Don’t think that your kind have fled
To anywhere but self-made superstition —

I saw the fire in his eyes
I asked what he would have me do

He said

Just tell truth, and don’t
Let anyone make robots
Out of you


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