Speakers' Corner

I have a newfound sympathy for the madman in the square

Who rants and raves his rhetoric into the midday air

His heartfelt pleas and arguments, but the sense no longer there

The sound ascends to heaven like the incense in a prayer

The Speaker's Corner, there it stands in politics or song

For trying everything you feel whether it is right or wrong

The doomsday prophet whose words have all come true

The naysaying soothsayer so cynical and blue

Has now become more like a child, bewildered and confused

I keep on believing, it's what I know how to do

The Speaker's Corner, there it stands in politics and song

When it's time to tell your tale, don't wait too long

All those full of wind and air, who howl and rant and rave

Screaming out distorted facts about the souls they save

Promising the miracles and pocketing the cash

Pretending they have principles, preaching only ash

And it grieves me when I see people on parade

Parroting the things they hear, never think to be afraid

The Speaker's Corner, there it stands in politics and song

I guess we better use it now, before we find it gone