Earth has been sold
with all it's beauty and it's gold
to the highest bidder
who will not reconsider.

We'll have no animals to fear
the insects far and near
We pretend all is well in our land
the races of men will not take a stand.

Humanity needs an audacious revolution
or it will be the end of evolution.

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