This Land

Photo by Soroush Bahramian on Unsplash

This land is not your land, and this land is not my land,
From California to the New York Island 
From the clear cut forests to poisonous Gulf Stream Waters,
This land is not for you and me.

As I went walking that ribbon of highway
And I saw above me that polluted skyway
I saw below me that strip mine,
This land was stolen from you and me.

I tried to roam and ramble and to follow my footsteps
But the dust of radioactive  sands of her lifeless deserts,
All around me a thousand voices crying that
This land ruined for you and me.

There iss a big high wall there that  stops me
Sign was painted, said, "For CIS White Only"
strand of barbed wire on the top, blood dripping,
This land no longer for you or me.

When the sun no longer shining, then I am stumbling
over bodies rotting
And the vultures circling
and the clouds of flies rolling
A million voices screaming as the smog is drifting
This land no longer for you and me.

This land was your land, and this land was my land
from desecrated forests to stinking gulf stream waters,
This land destroyed by greed,
no longer for you and me.