Fight for freedom

a rant

 

Fight for freedom.

 

The English pub is dying fast.

Strangled by regulations.

I think I’ll live to see the last.

There’ll be no celebrations

 

There is no where to celebrate

 no local institutions.

Unless before it is too late.

A stay of execution.

 

Is granted by the powers that be

who recognise their foolishness

reversing their stupid decrees

 which have proved their total uselessness.

 

Free the pubs from petty rules,

No one can truly understand

designed by pettifogging fools.

Its up to us we must demand

 

Repeal of anti smoking laws

and simply let the landlord choose

 what seems to be the wiser course.

To allow smoking or refuse.

 

The customers will let him know

 if his decision is correct.

Vote with their feet and choose to go

 to any pub which they select.

 

Where they can smoke or to refuse

Acknowledge we have got the right

As free born Englishmen to choose

Before the last pub fades from sight.

 

I may survive to see the last

 and wonder what will take their place.

An old tradition overcast.

They will just vanish without trace.

 

Unless we are prepared to fight

 to change the governmental view.

The pubs are part of our birthright

 I ‘m sure we are entitled to.

 

Choose to do what we enjoy

To smoke and drink and chat with friends

Whatever tactics they employ

To achieve their stated ends

 

Presenting theories as facts

 in their attempts to frighten us.

They try to justify their acts .

Which frankly makes me furious

 

I smoke because I chose to smoke

Nobody is coercing me

I treat their theories as a joke

not to be taken literally

 

24/10/2009

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I'm not a smoker. I agree with you. If you want to smoke. Who would believe there would be law against it. A crazy world. A Pub or a Bar is the last place we can be loud and free. A powerful rant.
Coyote