Revised Version Enslavement of a Lesser Being
Freedom won on a distant battlefield
Gallant words to remember them by
Unspoken tears for the old to cry,
A game for the young to play
Never a thought for freedoms way
.
For tyrants are easy to spot
Peaceful takeovers not,
Look through the haze
.
For when wheat replaces the meadows
The birds have no home
When forests are felled,
Extinction will come
You are a commodity,
For globalisation has won
.
When TV calls caressing your soul
With the next discount, and
“Yes its free fitting”
Without a shot being fired
Your future mortgaged
.
And when your ration of bread
Demands the last fish in the sea
Neatly Packaged and dolphin free
Who will pay the price?
.
This is the legacy
There is no escape
Big brother is watching
.
Mankind in a zoo of its own creation
Come, peer through the bars at,
This condemnation of society broken
For freedom lies on the other side.
Copyright © Steven Cooke | Year Posted 2012
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