_*THE GOLDEN THREAD OF FREEDOM*_

*It’s the golden thread of freedom, that makes Great Britain great!
It’s the sure hand of friendship, when you first come to our gate
It’s the voice that bids you welcome, when you travel here in need
It’s the help that gets you settled, that you might sow your seed
The ease in which you go to work, put food upon your plate
It’s the golden thread of fairness, makes this Great Britain great!

Every child that’s born within, to first see light of day
Recipient of that golden strand, come whatever may
Be he black or brown or yellow, pink or slightly red
He’s equal to the other one, he’s got his golden thread
His future opens up for him, he can reach and touch the sky
Not everybody makes it, but all are urged to try
Not everything is perfect, to be fair, it must be said
It’s being about what’s British, again that golden thread.

Yet you resolve to kill us, with your bombs on train and bus
What misdeeds have we done to you, that you repay us thus
You claim you’re disadvantaged, by, the colour of your skin
Bit it’s you that’s chosen conflict, the enemy within
You’ve had all we can give you, and some a great deal more
But for those who come behind you, you have slammed the British door
You force us now to tighten up, to take a tougher stance
When you bit the hand that feeds you, there is no second chance
And yet the golden thread weaves on, try to cut it as you might
It’s what makes this Britain great, and we’ll not give up the fight.

Charles Klelty (Aug. 2005)

16 November 2006