Steve Cotterell

Burn Forest, Burn

About me

Burn forest, burn

Ignore political battle.

Burn forest, burn

Clear the land for cattle.


Burn forest, burn

Native folk don't matter.

Burn forest, burn

The rich are getting fatter.


Burn forest, burn

In a land of milk and honey

Burn forest, burn

They're making lots of money.


Burn forest, burn

Disregard our cries

Burn forest, burn

While all the wildlife dies.


Burn forest, burn

They really do not care

Burn forest, burn

That we can't breathe the air.


Burn forest, burn

It's getting far too late.

Burn forest, burn

The gates of Hell await.

© Steve Cotterell 2019

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