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The Earth Is My Home

I am a man born on earth
I am a man born on earth
To live is my right
For that I will fight
I don't need to be black or white
Wheiter  day or night
Rain or shine
This life is mine
For life is my right
And not a privilege
My home the global village
So I have the right to be free 
To go anywhere
Weither here or there
I have no place 
Than the earth
The earth is my home
So leave me alone
I don't need 
All these wealth
Neither gold nor silver
Can buy my health
I have no place to go 
For heaven is Christian's
And hell for sinners
But as for me
The earth is my dwelling place
By his grace
The plants feeds me 
when I'm hungry
And heals me when I'm ill
For that's the makers will
The trees provides me with shelter
Down there is a the beautiful river
Which quenches my thirst
And wash away all the dirt
The birds flying in the sky
And I wonder why
There's no place to go
The earth is my home
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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