Morning bells boom betwixt lofting ashes and
Unsheathed blokes razing the town;
Pirates about pillaging and raping
As they please;
Militia have fled the town.
Morning bells strike as the hanging and
Morning tea has just awoken in the kingdom;
Redcoats doing as Master wishes
As He pleases;
Townsfolk have fled the kingdom.
Morning bells chime through bustling markets and
Untethered citizens in the nation;
People barter and mingle with
Their own request;
Dictators and scoundrels flee the nation.
“I think there’s some connection between
Absolute discipline and absolute freedom”