Citizens of the Land

World Peace In Surrealism by Reuben Teo
Where do souls born on ships & planes call home land
among these borders the living can hardly understand?Everyone has one womb through whom they come here
& long before we first touch earth we begin to interfere
The courtship of Mother & Father lands
sprout Brother & Sister hands
that help shift the tide of desert sands
into a time we’ll have no need for separate nations
cause we’re all born in the cradle of humanity’s foundations

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