Trespass

 

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Given the times

I am called to ask,

 

Who profits 

from the land enclosed?

 

Property,

its borders and law,

 

Has kept the human 

mind confined

 

Behind 

a wall of trespass.

 

Dis-remembered 

is the memory

 

That once we gathered

without threat

 

Without fear

 

Of our 

arrest.

 

Now POSTED signs

protect the mines

 

And the poisoners 

of water,

 

While the masses 

long to be free again,

 

To live, to love, 

to prosper.

 

So called to ask

in these times am I,

 

What happens 

when all is sold?

 

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