Let us live our lives in peace
With our daughters sons and wives
Burn your firewood to stay warm
We grow breadfruit and plantain
You grow corn
Life slows down here in the jungle
Where we were born
Your need is the greed for more and more
Sounds of paradise are with us
The birds and wildlife we feed and protect
To cull as we feed without the greed
Listen to your machines and chainsaws
Killing all that is left
Not right!
Eat some roadkill when that is all you have left
Life in the Amazon is odors and sounds of life
Not a midnight train sounding off
In a greedy American City.
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