I am at a loss,

I am at a loss,

Turned inside out

I would be like any other

Flayed alive

Melting into the earth

Meeting the needs

Of the land

Levelled by my own hand

The levellers were a good band

But a far more important

Political movement

Before its time

When equality of opportunity

Was deemed a crime

Seventeenth century suffrage

Disenfranchised

For questioning

Cromwell’s

Notion of democracy

A new model army

Carried to victory

But not to freedom

A people’s revolution

Two hundred years

Too soon

Would I look any different

If I was a digger

And buried privilege

Beneath the full weight

Of history

There is no mystery

The winners

Always rewrite

Their own version of the past

From first to last

How different

Might a free world be

If Albion had become

A republic of the people

In the early years

Of the Seventeenth

Century

Before Madame Guillotine

Lenin’s Putsch

And the United States

Were ever born.