Peoples Of The World Poem by Floy Dy Ra Aka Floyd Floydson

Peoples Of The World

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Peoples of the world - forget the money
voting with their feet - for the land of milk and honey
let greet you and your land again and all you need
Take back what colonialists taken from you
comes even swam through the ocean
the land of your fathers was robbed you
Now it is again your land, we having welcome you
destroyed are the fields and meadows by poisons and by war
now we get the bill, everything better, as a victory by war
are welcome and teaches us how makes it right
if we stick together, the work is done and alright
we are now your little piece of home, for you and your dome
many are yet to come, still crying at home
A first step has been taken - sometimes on a shaky vessel
and paid criminal gangs
but today as borders are seemingly overcome
for people whose existence has disappeared
give them hope again, a piece of land and a home
so a helping hand, can be not so difficult yet to share
Give them a home here and now
then I want to be proud of you - and sleep quietly in the house
many months, often on foot or for too much money
they brought forth to us, almost as ordered
Now give them work and bread
far too many hit the road already death
not boring us with distribution formulas and quotas
but you can only talk of capacity and 'fishing'- quotas,
would rather bury the dead
here you go, like when fishing, your greed should be banned
but because still everywhere, ruled only your money
you will now publicly demonstrated the chatter about humanity
Millions of people acknowledge you now the bill
with their lives, standing in front of your door
Now you have to pay - because you always say - can not help it
Laws are made now from the people alone
just look out, they are no longer without a home
Maybe they give us another chance
and accept our help
I want to believe it,
namely from now on
winter coming soon already zoom
Give finally up, your thinking about boundaries forced
the peoples of the world never stand still
that is the meaning of migration of peoples and their goal will.

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© Floy Dy Ra, October 14,2015

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