[There is a history of the world, parallel with that which we know - or is it?] Then Horatius slew no foes to defend the bridge But invited Lars Porsena across for tea and crumpets With our English dead did we not close up the breach Nor storm the wall to sound of drums and trumpets No promise of toil, tears, and sweat was made, but in lieu One of handouts entitlements, counselling and free contraceptives Our spokesmen were exhorted to tolerate every view No 'evil empire' was confronted, with robust invective We submitted to dependence, delusion and wishful thinking In that parallel world of sweetness, light and no villainy On a gradual slippery slope not aware we were sinking In a slow subtle deluge of utopian soft tyranny A servile decaying world we inherit if we neglect The fight for freedom, but embrace the politically correct References: Horatius at the Bridge - Lord Macaulay Henry V - Shakespeare Churchill - Speech 1940 Ronald Reagan - on Soviet Union