The Black Flag [1]

1

The only flag we fly is Black

So take that betrayed Red one back

We care not what names you call us

Or stamp your feet or make a fuss

 

2

We are the anarchists my friend

And we will fight until the end

A “Worker’s State” is just the same

As any other power-game

 

3

It does not matter who you are

Priest, Bourgeoisie, or Commissar,

If you think we’ll follow you

Then you know what you can do...

 

4

We seek no master, we’re not slaves

We’d rather be free in our graves

Than bend the knee or bow the head,

We want the bakery not the bread.

 

5

No marriage laws do we observe

“Free Union” is our preserve

We need no licence when we love

From Church, or State, or God above.

 

6

In ways of sexuality,

unbiased our morality,

Uninhibited we do proclaim :

We like it all-ways just the same…

 

7

Please don’t think us disorganised

The things we do you’d be surprised

But we’ve no time for Party-jinx

or hierarchy, all that stinks !

 

8

In groups of strong affinity

We base our solidarity

And freely do we federate

So one and all participate.

 

9

In deeds not words we place our trust

For promises go easily bust

And names and labels get confused

And principles can be abused.

 

10

If you are really on our side

Cast-off vain glory, power and pride.

The road ahead is hard and long

So learn to laugh and sing this song.

 

11

But just a word before you go,

Something you really ought to know,

The black flag is for Liberty

For one and all - that’s anarchy !