To hell with Government I say; <br />I'm sick of all the piddling pack. <br />I'd like to scram, get clean away, <br />And never, nevermore come back. <br />With heart of hope I long to go <br />To some lost island of the sea, <br />And there get drunk with joy to know <br />No one on earth is over me. <br /> <br />There will be none to say me nay, <br />So from my lexicon I can <br />Obliterate the word "obey", <br />And mock the meddling laws of man. <br />The laws of Nature and of God <br />Are good enough for guys like me, <br />Who scorn to kiss the scarlet rod <br />Of office and authority. <br /> <br />No Stars and Stripes nor Union Jack, <br />Nor tri-colour nor crimson rag <br />Shall claim my love, I'll turn my back <br />On every land, on every flag. <br />My banner shall be stainless white, <br />An emblem of the Golden Rule, <br />Yet for its freedom I will fight <br />And die - like any other fool. <br /> <br />Oh Government's a bitter pill! <br />No force or fear shall forge my fate; <br />I'll bow to no communal will, <br />For I myself shall be the State. <br />Uncurst by man-curb and control, <br />my Isle shall be emparadised, <br />And I will re-possess my soul . . . <br />Mad Anarchist! - Well, wasn't Christ?<br /><br />Robert William Service<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/freedom-s-fool/
