Reap What You Sow"

 

Oh, the land breathes, its roots run deep,

Far older than promises you can’t keep.

The trees, the rivers, the winds—they know,

Mother Earth will reap what you sow.

Keep puffing your smoke, your greedy creed,

But the land gives back to those in need.

Not for walls, not for greed’s endless track,

Time’s come to give Indigenous land back.

The rivers cry, the mountains quake,

Your ignorance leaves a fiery wake.

But Earth is patient; her hand is strong,

She rights the balance when things go wrong.

So mock her wisdom, deny her care,

She’s watching closely, always aware.

Her storms will rage, her forests grow,

To remind you—you reap what you sow.

We’ll build with love, with gardens green,

A world renewed, where truth is seen.

Your empire fades, your time will go,

While Mother Earth reclaims her glow.