None Of Us Free

Like most birds and animals we defend our borders that's how it seems to me For to live where we would like to there is none of us free I pity the homeless the displaced and the refugee How lonely and so hard life for them must be So many poor people who are doing it tough Homeless and out of work and sleeping rough Of course they do not wish for to live in this way For being poor this is the price they have to pay If you are homeless and in dire poverty You may as well be in prison than living hungry and free Freedom is a thing the masses do celebrate But the true meaning of it many do under-state You are not free if you are poor and homeless and of hunger growing thin In a World where many must lose for one for to win.