A wee sparkling stone is the prize of luxurious living.
forget the digging slaves who die for such exsistence.
Free flowing rivers of fresh waters of the earth.
Seen sold in measures for all we are worth.
The souls of profiteers become royalties of stones.
to ensure their heirs need,nt die of brittle bones.
The ideoligies and imaginations of only one man!
everyones Gods manifestation in a simple clan!
A Mother and Father and kin to help out.
another to mop up the things that we doubt.
A garden to grow from the falling rains.
where we dont need a pardon to reign!
Your throne is of the commonest stone.
underneath this earth amongst the bones.