Free Earth For Life
You see, I live in this world that promises my freedom.
I do what I do so I can live in this kingdom.
I pay my bills, do my taxes, and even work over-time
I always pay my rent; never leaving a single dime.
Then one day, it hit me, like a ball to a bat
I was thinking about the world over where I sat.
I pay for water and air as if there wasn't any.
I thought this world had clean free water already.
Big corporate elites stick a price to my liberty;
“You can only live here if you know our history.”
“My land is your land, but you can’t stay here.”
“I’m the boss of my people. I’m the puppeteer.”
I look up to the sky and see my Earth be sold
Like food from a market not even paid for with gold.
We sell sand to the beaches and trees to the land
Nothing is free. We are all marked as a brand.
Yet I go on with my life and have no worry.
I start my day and end it with my eyes all blurry.
I sit down and watch the screen, as I see an ad wiz by:
“Free earth for life. You need to call now and buy.”
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