HOW IT STRIKES A MINORITY

Press, Volume CXII, Issue 32945, 17 June 1972, Page 14

HOW IT STRIKES A MINORITY

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I’m all for Law and Order, And so (I’m sure) are You, — If the Means don’t tend to defeat the End, Which is Justice, too! * * * What do You think I wave this Banner for? To stop a Tour, a nuclear Test, a War. I’m rude, I’m rowdy, call me a Minority, — Denounce me in the Name of that Majority Whose Silence is the Silence of Despair, — And yet so Loud, you hear It everywhere! Look in your Heart, you’ll find my Banner there. Take if You must, a Firmer Line with me, But not too firm, — you’ll hurt Yotft’self, maybe, The Part of your own Heart that wants me free! The Majority is dumb, You say? I KNOW it’s hard of Hearing. Forgive my loud and loutish Way, I know it’s not endearing. If I don’t raise my Voice and bawl, My Message won’t be heard at All. s& ® s': It was only an old Tomato, And it wasn’t aimed to kill, — I’m sorry about Black Rod’s Trousers And the Dry-cleaner’s Bill. I’m sorry I chucked it, honest I am. Could it change our Policy in Vietnam? # aft « MPs who wag their Tongues like Batons Are influenced by alien Patterns, Where Law and Order cruelly mix With politicians’ Politics, — Here the Police aren’t made that Way; I’ll do my Best, and so will They. How sadly would we All fall down If Wellington became Cape Town?