If you could
Rid the world of greed
Would you make riches
Of the new world
If you could walk free
Rid the world of chains
Would you put people in chains
In the new world
If you could bring homes
Rid the country of homeless
Would you put people behind bars
In the old order
We are trying to break free
From the confines of words
Because we are poets
And if we have words
We wouldn't steal them
Because we are writers
Not politicians