Tractor Man This Is Our Land

This is our land you tractor-man
our nests are here underneath
our queen mother lives there below
our king dwells with the queen

Tractor man we do not understand you
you say you want to plant trees and grass
you want to build houses here in our land
shall we  eat your plants and houses?

We are mere termites but this is our land,
you can trample on us today with rage
our nests and queen you may maw down
but our termite-ness shall not perish

Plant your trees and build your houses
let us all suffer under your plow and rage
be informed we shall not all perish away
generations shall arise and reclaim our land
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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