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What Land We Own



We own a house on some land
Someone died for it do we understand
The land was there before we were born
The land will be there after we are gone

So we kill and die for a piece of ground
A little soil for which we are bound
So who owns what do we now see
Owner of our land we will never be.

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Written March 6th, 2004

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  • NotYourCupOfTea
    March 12, 2004
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    Thanks surreal
    So much in life is an illusion.
    We are all foolish in some way.

  • surreal
    March 12, 2004
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    so true , in a way, i think it's mother earth laughing at our foolishness. as if we could ever truly own her. i'm glad i found this little gem!

  • NotYourCupOfTea
    March 6, 2004
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    Thanks


  • Prayer of a Realist
    March 6, 2004
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    short and simple but it makes a huge point. Great Write!

  • NotYourCupOfTea
    March 6, 2004
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    thank you very much

  • sum41rocks
    March 6, 2004
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    wow, that is awesome. its like.. we never really own the land we live on. I really like your poems!
    keep writing and ill keep reading!
    -Alicia

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