Sovereign Fire

by Millennium Twain, 1-8-95

	Fan the flames higher, Newt my lad
	A larger flagration Rome never had

	Burn the tables & chairs & fascist law books
	Throw in a lawyer or two for good measure
	For ashes and memories, we long may treasure!


Your mirror is shattered, Newt old man
Soviet gone, and America's last reason
Comes the end, soldier's last killing season

The future is ours, Newt, you see
By the light of Washington's final glory.
Woman and Child tell tomorrow's story.

When the crime of nations is a history text
And Earth is one country, clean, and ungoverned
But by joy and freedom of self-led sovereigns.


	Fan the flames higher, Newt my lad
	A larger flagration Rome never had

	Burn the tables & chairs & fascist law books
	Throw in a lawyer or two for good measure
	For ashes and memories, we truly will treasure!