The Same Old Story
Sunday Giants
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An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow Through public scorn,-mud from a muddy spring Rulers who neither see, nor feel, nor know But leech-like to their fainting country cling Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow But leech-like to their fainting country cling Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow It's the same, the same old story, of exploiters and exploited A people starved and stabbed in the untilled field An army, which liberticide and prey Makes as a two-edged sword to all who wield Golden and sanguine laws which tempt and slay It's the same, the same old story, of exploiters and exploited It's the same, the same old story Religion Christless, Godless a book sealed A Senate Time's worst statute unrepealed Are graves, from which a glorious Phantom may Burst, to illumine our tempestous day
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