This is a couple of years old, but I think it’s worth a re-publish.

You spend your life defending liberty,
You uphold reason, truth, prosperity;
Yet no-one notices your fervent prose.
And tyranny’s not lessened. No, it grows!

The climate’s changing, though. And, meme by meme,
People are learning things ain’t what they seem.
Slowly are rising tides of rage and hate
Against the privileges of the state.

A house without foundations cannot stand;
The state’s philosophy is built on sand.
All politics today is forged from nix
But violence, theft, fraud, lies and dirty tricks.

The work is long and wearying, my friend;
Sometimes, you think the pain will never end.
But darkest is the hour before the dawn,
Till vanquished by the splendour of the morn.

The Justice Clock inexorably ticks
Towards the Final Fail of politics.
Meanwhile I wish you, with much Christmas cheer,
A happy, prosperous, free, just New Year.

Cheers,
Neil