God and King and Country:
all pernicious seeds of the
oppression that grew into the tall
trees that cut out the warm sunshine
of freedom that every person
should enjoy in their short stay.
Ideologies, Emperors and Dictators:
these seeds have closed the open sky
and consigned every person to the
dark ground to forage and survive,
when on top of the hill, those
with means look down, look up,
and smile from their grand citadel.
Let us all smile at the sky
and feel the warm sun on our
skin and never let these deathly
seeds be planted to grow
over us and surround us again.