Guarding Our Garden
© Surazeus
2017 02 15
No matter how long it takes, Liberty
will always triumph over cruel dictators
through assertion of justice for all people.
We herd large flocks of horses, cows, and sheep
to plow fields, squirt milk, and weave wool for cloth,
then gather in markets to sell our goods.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
We claw the soil of the Earth with our hands
and plant fresh seeds of vegetables and fruit
to cultivate food for our feast of friends.
We carve the hard wood of trees with our hands
to construct wagons and homes for our lives
where we gather to share songs about heroes.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
We give and take produce in fair commerce,
exchanging metal coins to buy and sell,
tokens of value that symbolize work.
We choose one man to preside in law hall
who settles disputes with justice for all,
treating every person with equal rights.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
But always the man with the sword and gun,
ruling in the castle and driving cars,
declares grand laws to govern how we work.
He stands on the pyramid and plays god,
promising protection for taxes we pay,
then feasts on our labor while we work more.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
Come gather, workers, wherever you roam,
and elect honest man as president
who leads us to overthrow greedy kings.
No matter how long it takes, Liberty
will always triumph over greedy kings
through assertion of justice for all people.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
© Surazeus
2017 02 15
No matter how long it takes, Liberty
will always triumph over cruel dictators
through assertion of justice for all people.
We herd large flocks of horses, cows, and sheep
to plow fields, squirt milk, and weave wool for cloth,
then gather in markets to sell our goods.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
We claw the soil of the Earth with our hands
and plant fresh seeds of vegetables and fruit
to cultivate food for our feast of friends.
We carve the hard wood of trees with our hands
to construct wagons and homes for our lives
where we gather to share songs about heroes.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
We give and take produce in fair commerce,
exchanging metal coins to buy and sell,
tokens of value that symbolize work.
We choose one man to preside in law hall
who settles disputes with justice for all,
treating every person with equal rights.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
But always the man with the sword and gun,
ruling in the castle and driving cars,
declares grand laws to govern how we work.
He stands on the pyramid and plays god,
promising protection for taxes we pay,
then feasts on our labor while we work more.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
Come gather, workers, wherever you roam,
and elect honest man as president
who leads us to overthrow greedy kings.
No matter how long it takes, Liberty
will always triumph over greedy kings
through assertion of justice for all people.
We work and we feast in our own paradise,
guarding our garden where our children play.
"Come gather..." -what we can do
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