Colin F. Jones

THEY CALL IT FREEDOM

I am an Earthling for I was born on Earth,
from its ingredients I was given birth,
to climb the mountains and to sail the seas,
and hew my home from its forest trees.
Free to live as long as I’d survive,
with nature’s gifts to keep myself alive.
Free to hunt and drink from running streams,
free to roam in pursuit of my dreams.
But all of this does not exists today,
for man with laws have taken it away;
divided land from land with wire and wall,
for they who greed seem to want it all.
They call it freedom what in war they’ve won,
yet they have nothing when the day is done.