'Tis We Create Our Borders'

'Tis we create our borders and our borders we defend And we often make an enemy by losing a former friend And that the Country owns us we struggle to understand Since we are part of Nature we return to the Land Of being wealthy and famous so many do daydream But for so few such dreams ever come true or so it does seem Yet for rich and poor there's a last night and day In the bosom of our Earth Mother our remains will lay like the animals and birds we proclaim our territories Yet 'tis Nature we live off of her land and her seas She supplies us with water and food and with our every need So much food she produces from every tiny dark seed We feel that the Country we live in to us does belong But the Reaper proves to us such thought has proved us wrong.