
Disgusted by the morals of the masses
Who would think to hoard and deprive?
Not me
I’m sure
but all the while…
We are all
Dedicated bees to the hive
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Behold the queen
Our mother
The Earth
Driving us out on our journey
Some triumph
With great pots of gold
Some may be forever yearning
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Entrusted to the scoundrels of the classes
Who would think to hoard and deprive?
Not me
I’m sure
But all the while…
We are all
Politicians aiming to thrive
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Just like a king
Our father
Of time
Providing new routes for our journey
Some triumph and
With great thoughts grow old
Some may be forever hurting
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When I think of the world that I live in
I consider the place of my birth
But it’s not just me
It’s all of us living here
It just makes sense to care for our Earth
When we think of the home that we live in
We consider what’s needed and treats
But it’s not just me
It’s all of us living here
Some in buildings and some on streets
Think Home
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Thrust into the quarrel that passes
Who would think to hoard and deprive?
Not me
I’m sure
but all the while…
We are all
Bickering like kids to survive
The future is ours
Our child
Of Love
Caring about all of our journey
Some triumph
With myths, great, taught and told
Some will be forever learning
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