Earth Conquers Man

The earth and soil
So thick, dark and rich as palm oil
For man to live, on it he must toil
For man to survive, his defenses mustn't foil
That's why man attacks and plunders
Makes use of man's blunders
Man's simplicity seeming like thunder
And he conquers near and yonder
Man packs man onto slave ships
Taken to cultivate and harvest tea leaf tips
That man brews and takes one or two sips
And makes that smacking sound behind their lips

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