No Borders

This is my Earth

I inherited it upon my birth

So no person holds the right to place borders

Then to tell me where I can and cannot go

Freedom of speech

Unless you are going to say something that may offend

Freedom of movement

Dependant on a birth place lottery

Those who come to this country

We label them immigrants

Yet we do not own this land

Who are we to direct the flow

When did we exchange freedom for immunity of blame?

Handing over our power to an elected few

Whos lives are lived by staff, children raised by nannies

Politicians and Kings with no idea of life yet govern it

How can such a minority represent such a majority

Like sheep we graze in our master’s paddock

Our heads and eyes hung down

To afraid to stand up and use our voice

For fear of standing out, of being ridiculed

In denail we mutter 'I am not to blame, it’s this world’

Just one voice can create a million echoes

Truth can spread like a forest fire

Detoxing the souls our inaction has contaminated

We are just too ignorant to the larger impact of our actions

This is the peoples earth

Stolen away from us by our fears and selfishness

Our beautiful wings of life

Clipped by the very people whom we made our masters

I am ashamed to see the prison we have created

We had been given sight, we chose to close our eyes

We had been given consciousness, we chose denial

We had been given life, we chose existence

Borders and Governments bring about the wars we suffer

Intolerant to difference, understanding and sharing

Too many following a religion that tells them what to believe

No thought for self creation

I will remember,
How God was on every side
I will remember,
How those declaring never fought

We are a kept society

Fed plump on lies and disinformation

This was our earth

And now we are struggling to simply afford the rent

Copyright 'The Human Voice' 2012

Reviews

[Lucy Morningstar &heart..]

I really like the last stanza here; it holds a very...i dont know how else to say it so sorry for sounding like a dummy...true truth in that people just kind of go with things and never seem to question why the world is going to hell in a hand basket. I really like the bit about how people are struggling to afford rent because not only is it the truth, and people can barely make enough money to live, it's almost like a metaphor for how humanity is ruining this planet that is our home and we are struggling to live on what the planet is giving us anymore. Great job, Mark :)