fales freedom

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
part 3 of a poem me and Wolven Instinct did together

Submitted: January 07, 2009

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They take,
Claim and destroy what isn't theirs,
While we try to share in peace.
Their greed leads them,
How much more,
Do they think we'll sit back an' take?
They destroy more then they make,
They hate and,
They hate,
It's getting so late,
Why haven't they tried?
Tried to be happy,
Happy with what they've got,
Happy to learn,
Our way of life,
Lacking of strife,
No need for knives...
No need for war,
All they do is fight,
Always wanting more,
Wanting what they can't have,
Bigger,
Faster,
Easier,
They grow lazy and careless,
Click the button,
Click it now,
Anything,
It will allow,
It will do.
Well I'm through,
Get off the couch,
And press it yourself.
Hell, turn it off.
While you're up,
Go outside,
Enjoy whats left while you can
Roll around in the grass,
Smell the flowers,
Breath what little fresh air we have left,
Chase your dreams,
Look within yourself,
Look into my eyes,
And you'll see,
The other side,
That longs to be free.
Nature is our mother,
And we are her children,
Hear her voice,
And praise her words,
 For she is truth,
And we are lies,
If we could see,
Through her eyes,
We'd see a disguise,
To try,
To be,
Friendly and nice,
They've bruised us,
And put us on ice,
But the ice is poison,
And they kill us with lies.
But why?
Have I destroyed their home?
Did I tear down the world around them?
Did I kill off all their food?
Maybe they should be hunted for sport,
And left to rot,
Or how would they like it,
If we took them away,
From their homes and families,
To be gawked at,
And mocked.


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