We followed uncle Sam,
We forsake our past,
We feed onto the 1 %,
We drive our humanities away,
For what?
Just to picture that virtual paradise,
When shall we ever wake up?
To the dream of golden streets?
There is no jasper city,
Not in the land of Dragon,
Nor to the continent of the new world,
Tis only in our dreams,
A dream we refused to walk up.
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