"FENCES"

  God created heaven and earth so that we could 
  Live together,

  I was thinking as I walked down the street, I looked 
  At a fence.

  Touching it with my hands I realized a man would 
  Have to climb,

  To get to the other side he would have to go 
  Beyond Where was legal.

  This is my space! you can't come near it, since 
  The Beginning of time,

  The world was meant to share, be free to roam, we 
   Started building fences.

  Around our land, fences to keep others out and  
  Mark Our territory,

  It's all been broken up into pieces, always a fight  
  That Leads to war.

  How can any one man or nation own a piece of the 
   Sky, Stay away they say,

  Beyond the sky, do we all have a right to it or is it 
  Claimed  By the powerful.

 Stay away from here! this is my ocean, be warned or 
  We go to war, do you hear?

  No drink of water for you, someone else owns this 
  Lake, River, or stream.

  Dirt is not free anymore, there's a price to be paid, 
   Money To be made,

  Be careful, as soon the air we breathe will not be free, 
  Who Takes charge, I wonder.

  If we lived as one and shared the land, there would be 
  Room For every soul and man.
                          Keith Garrett