Walk along and talk along
and live your lives quite freely
But leave our children with their toys
Of peppermint and candy.
For seagull I don’t want your wings,
I don’t want your freedom in a lie.
Your thoughts they are of harlequin,
your speeches of quicksilver.
I read your faces like a poem,
Kaleidoscope of hate words.
For seagull I don’t want your wings,
I don’t want your freedom in a lie.
As you fill your glasses with the wine of murdered Negroes
Think you not of beauty that spreads like morning sun-glow.
For seagull I don’t want your wings,
I don’t want your freedom in a lie.
On the quilted battlefield of soldiers
Dazzling made of toy tin
The big bomb like a child’s hand
Could sweep them dead just so to win.
Seagull I don’t want your wings,
I don’t want your freedom in a lie.
Vietnam, your latest game,
You’re playing with your blackest Queen
Damn your souls and curse your grins,
I stand here with a fading dream.
Seagull I don’t want your wings,
I don’t want your freedom in a lie
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