When you sing a hymn to Communism and you don't know it

Through church gatherings across  the land you witness it.  Those, wouldn't hurt a fly pensioners, to cauliflowered eared gangsters at funerals you witness it as they heartily
sing out William Blake's great hymn  Jerusalem.

What these people do not seem aware of is as they heartily sing out the words of Jerusalem is that they are unwittingly celebrating a Communist future.


And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On England's pleasant pastures seen!

And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!

I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In England's green & pleasant Land   
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