It
Has
Been
Said,
By
Somebody
Dead,
That
We
Live
In
A
Nation
That
Has
Gone
From
Progress
To
Decline
Without
The
Intervening
Civilization.
I fear
This
Is
So,
Which
Gives
Me
Pain,
Because,
Having
Nowhere
Else
To
Go,
I must
Remain.
I have
No
Carefree
Desert
Isle,
So
This
Patch
Of
Sand
Will
Suit
My
Style,
As
I write
Myself
Away
From
The
Calamity
Of
Today.