The Mother and The Father

Father industry and Mother nature.

Expansion against freedom

The air taxed while the birds fly free,

Living under Father gives no guarantee,

For freedom, love and life.

The Mother accepts all

But people demand power

Father is there to kill and devour

Mother is able to provide and love

Peace is only a symbol for a dove

In our world with the duality of people

Being free is the way from our prequel.

Now the world has become what we feared.

An industrialised hell

a hollow empty shell

What used to be was as lucky as a clover.

Father has come,

Time to move over