The Spanish Flu, 1918

The Spanish flu, 1918
Should have been flashing on the screen
For if we don't learn from the past
Who knows how long we will last
Those periods of suffering, the loss of productivity is here

The Spanish Inquisition came
Left no dissenters in its first wake
And here we are now everyday
Growing close to the same fate
The prevalence of reticence
Is little more than etiquette, it's true

We're always lost and we never know why
There's always something that we've left behind
If you thought it was love but it's something less kind
What's on the other side?

The Spanish landed on these shores
Desired no conflict and no wars
But captured those who came before
Too tired to row with their own oars
The lower class as property
Is still part of our legacy it's true

The Spanish Fly slipped in your drink
Left no capacity to think
Somehow they'll claim you had control
Just one more story to the scroll
The recklessness and callousness
It seems to have no consequence it's true

We're always lost and we never know why
There's always something that we've left behind
If you thought it was love but it's something less kind
What's on the other side?



Credits
Writer(s): Izzy Majcher
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