Pray

And if you pray to your precious god,
What will come to you?
Strong perfumes and expensive bath salts,
Heaven pays it's due.
Eternal life and admiration,
What promise drives you?
Do you act of your own volition?
Do you know the truth?
It is sacred, is that really so;
Is there a way to prove?
How can you really, truly know,
Which god will save you?

This is Our Home

Just like that, the walls came down.
Things changed by leaps and bounds.
Everything inside poured out and
Ripped apart all below the clouds.
Turmoil and chaos reigned the Earth
From the highest trees down to the dirt.
Disease and warfare pervaded the land
Until suddenly a shout rang loud!
It was the cry of those who'd been oppressed
Who had nothing left in which to invest.
They wondered: What happened to opportunity?
We were led to believe this was the land of the free.
We are top notch, boastful - we are the elite.
It's obvious now that it's all about greed.
Be the best, climb the ladder, get to the top.
Success is all that matters - forget about cost.
Material goods make us feel like gods,
For a time it seemed there was no way to fall.
Looking back it seems obvious - we should have known.
Prosperity and peace can only last for so long.
So now that we've fallen, we have to get up.
Heads held high, stand our ground, wipe the dirt off our butts.
Together we're strong, we can bring about change.
Hold our leaders accountable for fixing their ways.
Organize yourselves, get together and talk!
The next thing you know we'll be walking the walk.
The future holds promise, of that I am sure,
If we stay strong and remember:
                           This is our home.