This is our soil

If cars can run on water
and man can make it rain
we could work together
if greed don't take over again

This liquid runs thick
coursing through our veins
coaxing many into a trick
one we can't maintain

The sun rises over the fields
rusty birds creek and suck
blood for oil desperatly concealed
still worth the bang for your buck?

the crude smell reaking of money
fueling a world-wide epidemic
a tainted dawn not so sunny
the repercussions are systemic

sheltered by the media
like the ravaged wetlands
a list fatter then an encyclopedia
raping our tarsands

dying soldiers gurgled
thinking they fight for nations
dying for corporations
a baby they once snuggled

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Written in March 2011

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