On National Day

Patriotism and parochialism and nationalistic pride
Are the things that unite us but from others us divide
The bands play up and down the streets of the town by the bay
And the onlookers their national flags waving on National Day
From such patriotic displays of pride and morbid love of Country many wars do begin
And in war as we know even winners do not win
Some take love of Country and Flag far too seriously
At least anyway that's how it seems to me
On the streets of the town parochialism, nationalism and patriotism are on display
The breeding ground for war or it does seem this way
Such morbid love of Country logic defies
To wars, racism and xenophobia these things do give  rise
In dying for their Flag and Country many heroes are made
In war that has it's source in a street parade.