Remember, Remember,

The Fifth of November

Gunpowder, Treason and Plot

I see no reason

Why the Gunpowder Treason

Should EVER be forgot.

Spoken words have ne'er been truer

As we watch the treason of our countries leaders

Consuming oil and beef at the expense of the people

Those whose beliefs they had sworn to uphold

But then they turn to the sheep, devouring en masse

The very people who had put their faith in them,

Like cows to the slaughterhouse of the mind.

Revolution is the cure for the mundane ailment

Begun at the open door of the Temple where

Even Politics cannot breach.

We have watched in silence

Biding our time

But now we must act

To launch the

Fresh Napalm of the mind,

a Synaesthetic spell

Cast over the masses to free them from their captivity

Remember, Remember, the 5th of November, and Ne'er shall you fall.