SPEAKING OF CAMELOT
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa La La La La La La
Speak the vows of folly
Fa La La La La La La
We often speak of Camelot
In voices of grandeur
But more often than not
Our pursuit is unsecure
We often speak of Shangri LA
With words of love
Until the ice begins to thaw
Like righteous words from above
But too often we speak of fear
In voices trembling weak
Not so are we insincere
As much as not meaning what we speak
My dreams are mine to think
Kept in perspective light
And at no time can I sink
If my hope is bright
We often speak of Camelot
Then forget that actions are facts
And more often than not
Dreams are dust in our tracks
So sing on Jester of life
A breadwinner naught
For folly is a begetters wife
And shallow words are fraught
With thought and prayers of Camelot
Be it a President who has taught
Us that it is likely or not
That happiness can be bought
“But don’t get caught"
Or a forgiving God
Taking away our able thought
Making reality seem like a fraud
For accepting Camelot
Deck the halls with boughs of folly
Fa La La La La La La
Speak the vows of Pollyanna
Fa La La La La La La
When all we wanted is what we sought
A family a job a home to be bought
Not an American dream of whether we like it or not
For someone else’s Camelot
(Is it Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln, Roosevelt, Kennedy, Truman, Nixon, Regean, Obama, Biden or is Trump Speaking of Havelot or we Bombalot if China and Russia becomes Camelot) ... Inwaiting for a God We Trust for Peace and Goodwill on Earth.
