Do Not Go Blithely into That Dark Noon

Do not go blithely into that dark noon,

Our age should stand, demand to have its say
Rage, rage against the acts of the buffoon.

When wise men hide their faces all too soon
And silent weather lawsuits, yet still they
Do not go blithely into that dark noon.

Good folk stand by like watching some cartoon
While neighbors without papers hauled away
Rage, rage against the acts of the buffoon.

Wild youth with voices raised up to the moon
In protest without care for mortal clay
Do not go blithely into that dark noon.

Grave elders wrap themselves in a cocoon
Against the loss of all they had one day
Rage, rage against the acts of the buffoon.

Democracy could pop like a balloon
And we lose all that we hold dear today.
Do not go blithely into that dark noon.
Rage, rage against the acts of the buffoon.

With some apology to Dylan Thomas