S.O.S.

They call themselves Free Masons
But they imprison me
They buy and sell judges
With impunity .
Their freedom is unrivalled
Freedom to torture murder and lie
The truth may be stifled
Their enemies may die.
When justice is subverted
Truth a stranger
Lawyers converted
To be a danger
You’re no one, you’re nothing
Or so you’ve been told
Justice can be denied
Injustice applied
They’re faceless and secret
They’re threatening all
We call civilised and yet
Still they walk tall.
Who’ll publish my poem
Who’ll hear my call
Who’ll ignore their threat
Who’ll threaten their gall
Or have they bought all?
Their freedom threatens –
Save our Security
Save our Society
Save our Souls
s.o.s.