A Country Called Earth
This is what may be seen,
by eyes that look forward
passed fog and smoke,
of institutional making:
The people, burn national
building and flag
for they are made fearless by the robbery
of an entire planet's freedom.
A one world governance
is a one world potion for poverty
mother Earth is to be murdered
by monetary law.
I say; let flags burn and
be gone with invisible borders.
Let us pledge allegiance
to the country called Earth.
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