There is a very small apple growing
On a very large tree
A human comes along to pick it
But in their greed, they want three.
There is a patch of a river
That isn’t very wide
Boaters want it larger
So they in can go in for a ride.
Sometimes we are satisfied
Most times, we are not.
While you lay in your king bed
There is a child with only a cot.
While you have your freedom
Someone else is a slave
What if it meant everything to someone
With what you just gave?
In a field eats a horse
That makes your family proud
While you put out your poison for mice
Because they aren’t allowed.
Who makes the rules
What lives, and what dies?
I know you love birds
But what about flies?
What if reincarnation
Was truly our fate
That you would return
As whatever you hate?
I implore to the hunters
Only take what you need
Because maybe that animal
Has babies to feed.
We ruin the planet
With generations left to live
We take breath from the air
Yet nothing do we give.
They are selling our sisters
A child of only ten
She is thrown into the trashiest world
With the most disgusting of men.
These children are our daughters
As innocent as they could be
Why do we sell them to strangers at night?
Why aren’t we setting them free?
Where is your fortitude?
Your anger at what we do?
Go on about your life with this travesty
Pretend you never knew?
What if you go to heaven upon death
Your asked at that point, why?
Would you ask for a second chance to save the world
Or just sit, and cry?
Sometimes people get so lost in lives
They don’t know this world is corrupt.
When people gather together to fight
We could make this entire ordeal erupt.
Sometimes thinking outside the box
Will get us much further than we are today.
Sometimes the worst in all of us
Was in us, even in play.
Guarding those that cannot
Protecting the innocent
Is our duty in our lifetime
The one thing we won’t have to repent.