This piece is a call. A call to resist not only human oppression, but also the violence done to Earth — to land, to water, to sky. It is a voice rising for climate justice, for environmental truth, for those who protect life against greed and destruction. This is for the Earth Warriors, the Rebuilders. This is revolution — of spirit and soil.
Came on a mission, With a clear vision — And doing with passion.
Here to make a revolution, For we know it was — and is — the solution.
Others choose to live without comprehension, Unwilling to learn, to think, to make sound decisions. And to them, there’s always a question. Too many hold undeserved positions.
You’ll find them, sitting gayly on cushions, Grabbing everything in greedy proportions — All for their own consumption. Matter of fact: everything is in their possession.
We placed them there, through deception. Now they stand — enemies for destruction.
But I stood up, without permission — For you all — You weak and afraid, I bowed to no submission.
We suffer — yet all remain in concession.
They refused persuasion, So I moved — with compulsion.
Like any good fight, There came commotion — But one that led to liberation.
I spoke truth, Exposing their contravention. Now they stare, defeated — Eyes wide, like in concussion.
Still I fight, For our justification — Even when it leads To my damnation.
Oh, how the ungrateful population Knows not what it takes To truly build a nation.
And so I seek redemption, Even in the shadow of self-damnation.
Yet still, with compassion, I release it to the great universe — And trust, with divine collaboration, Through all heavenly commissions —
There shall be a resurrection.
To carry on the true mission — Of a strong, and needed revolution!