Why try running?

Why try fighting for freedom any longer?

We are all tainted.

None of us are free.

Those who live at the poles have no fight against the change of ice,

Who have no fight over the first supply.

Even those who live in the hot sweaty forests,

Those birds, beasts and creeping things,

Are forced to die. Why?

Because they have no fight.

No fight against banana farms or cotton plantations,

No fight against the falling and tainting of water basins,

No fight against the change of seasons.

Perhaps those who live in the deep and dark are free.

But what is freedom for them to live in the dark

Where they they live and die without seeing the light,

They are like people who are forced to stare at a wall,

And make sense of the things being projected.

They are not free.

None of us are free.

So stop fighting the humans and their ways

and settle down for the way things aught not to be.

For it will all be well when the humans exit their haze.