Is it because we are powerless,
You step on us,
Kill dozens both young and old,
Leave score with injuries,
Coz of your so called romance,
Is it because we are powerless
Is it because we can't fight,
You come strip us of our flowers,
Cater away our fruits,
Take away our shade; our leafs
Just to litter the floor,
Is it because we can't fight
Is it because we get no security,
You come cut down our ancestors,
Cut them into pieces,
Take them away to factories,
Without any replacement,
Is it because we get no security.
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