so all this time
the war was about our subconscious mind
to power of the conscious
so they mislead us
and made us create a heaven and a hell
within our mind
cause it would change everything in time
create a new life
but the conscious are awaken
and will never be shaken
we come back like every season
we are the reason
for everything
they gave them so many different books
to come to so many differnt views
and some chose to choose
how to live
and what to do
mental slaves to the religion
that was their mission
but what is a trees religion
that has been here since the beginning
apart of the earth
in the dirt
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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