YESTERDAYS WISHES

YESTERDAYS WISHES They were yesterday’s wishes, all silly fantasies Bubbly without serious thought, as it was then Thinking that the world was here just to please Reality finally dawned, but I am not sure when Sometime in the midst of that sound and fury That the sword really was mightier than the pen There is no way left to appoint a balanced jury It’s when religion eventually becomes political Why don’t Christians have an allocated houri So, please excuse me if I sound too analytical But the world situation is now reaching critical