30/11/2021
blow it all up
rather than be in chains
resolve for me
the ache in my brains
windy rain washes the dirt
its our prayers to the sky
giving water to the earth
with the thunderings of a gods cry
who stole the world
and switched liberty for security
who tricked us all
here have life, but no property
cry out in the streets till you are heard
for the voice of blood rising from the earth
du pain ou la mort, we wish to be fed
du pain ou la mort, give us bread or death
Little Borrowers 