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Monday, 5 May 2014

Those Press-Ganged Days

Those Press-Ganged Days

Did they ever give a shit?
If they lived or died
They couldn’t vote till twenty-one...
Press-ganged into khaki suits
State murder, the end for some

The establishment
The monarch, the dross
Leaching preaching
Blue blooded pricks
The scum of Britain
These spineless gits
This worthless tripe
Of the upper crust
Imprisoned young men
For a two-year stay
As cannon fodder
For empire wars
Expendable lads of
National Service days
No human rights
Or sparse dignity
A mule to kick
The beast of prey
Some young lads
Died for these gits
Blue-blooded
Fucking inbred idiots
Palestine, the Jewish war
NS boys died by the score
Malaya’s jungles of death
Vote-less young men perished
From Kenya and Cyprus
To the hot Arab States
NS boys gave up their life
To feed that sick dream
The status quo for
Empire and Queen
Aden and Suez
The NS have fought
Spilt their blood
In far away wars
Expendable life
On foreign shores
The Falklands
Was the Maggots war?
All regular soldiers
For National Service
Is no more
But never ending
Is the need for blood?
The Gulf, one and two
The Balkans have
Taken our “brave lads”
So blue bloods can keep
The life that they have
For black gold
Or Texas Tea
The wealth of others
These arsholes do thieve...
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I am one of the six million
National Service conscripts
Who were FORCED to serve
This this monarch and country
For two bloody year or a two
Year prison sentence was the
Punishment and to top it all
We could die aged eighteen, but
We could not vote until we were
Twenty-one…this is one reason
That I am a Republican…..


 

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