Slumber
O why did you disturb my slumber
as I dreamt of England long ago
Wandering over the hills and dales
to places I used to know.
Even in the terraced rows
or farm cottages of peasants low
Still the heart of England beat
in my homeland long ago
Now I have awakened
to scenes foreign to my sight
How long must I have slumbered
not to notice England's plight
Awaken I tell my neighbours
can you not hear the drum
It tells of England's downfall
and our misery to come
How will our children remember us
when they are second best
Because their parents slumbered
giving England to the guests.
Robert Sulley 2003