Counsel to the stars, I seek your wisdom The lunar voices certainly excel In their masquerade of righteous interference And by doing so, may damn us all to Hell ‘Embrace perversion, crush the weak Let no God-fearing man speak Lest pangs of conscience move a soul to tears And unborn children have a hope of life for many years.’ They say we are enlightened, have evolved Into a higher being able to accept As right and good and honourable those things Over which, in ages past, Jesus wept. Silence me? Will they succeed? Or can I show by word and deed Democracy can fail if what is right Becomes pariah in the wake of ‘popular insight’ And so I seek advice oh, Stellar Counsel Can there be an end to lunar voice deceit? Awake the sleeping will of truth and justice And let not our folly be our worst defeat