Mine eyes have seen Bureaucracy, the coming of the horde;
It has gobbled up the vintage of the seed-corn we deplored;
It has loosed Big Brother’s eyeball o’er the faithful we ignored;
Its truth is marching on.
I have seen It on the Interwebs, a million flaming rants;
It has built Itself an altar for the fans of Worldwide Pants;
I can read Its righteous orders in the stamping of the tramps;
Its day is marching on.
I have read transgender gospel ‘graved in punctured wounds of flesh;
“As you deal with my contemners, I will deal with your regress”;
Let the Heroes born of transfems crush the evil with Progress;
Yes It is marching on!