THE PEOPLE’s FLAG c. 2010
The Union flag is deepest red
With soldiers’ blood from all the dead
The bodies came from far Iraq
And over them – the Union Jack
Oh, hear the mothers’ anguished cry
Who sent our precious sons to die?
But still the Butcher’s Apron flies
It flutters over Union skies
The Labour Party loved its blaze
And Tony Blair once sang its praise
But will new generations claim
The flag of death that brought him fame?
It once proclaimed an Empire’s right
To span the globe in all its might
And dominate with lethal force
But now that era’s run its course
For all its crimes it must atone
Let ancient nations stand alone
The Union Jack has run its race
The older flags fly in its place
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