Mother

Mother can you tell me who these people are
They come each day to stare
Their cars they make an awful sound
And foul this gentle air

Mother can you tell me who they are
There seem more of them each day
They come to stop and gaze awhile
And then they go away

Mother can you tell me from where they come
They are frightening to see
If you were not here, I would run away
And hide up in the trees

They do not jump or climb like us
Or fly like the birds I know
They do not prowl on fours like a jungle cat
Or dart like an antelope

I don’t understand the words they speak
And speak a lot they do
Their voice is harsh and very loud
So I huddle close to you

Mother can you tell me where they stay
I have never seen their home
Is it a cave or a bush or a tree like ours
Or a rocky pile of stone

Mother tell me who sounded the call
When these strangers came in here
Does everyone watch them to see what they do?
Does everyone tremble in fear?

Mother will they take our home for their own
With their smells and smoke and sounds
And then what will happen to all of us?
Will we have place to roam all around?

Mother when you hold me in your arms
I know you are keeping an eye
On these strangers who come to our land everyday
To destroy our world and our life

Mother when you take me to the top of the trees
I see a world so wide
Come let us show them this great big world
So we can all live side by side