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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