Deep,deep underwater
Where the deep sea creatures slaughter
There lives a civilization
Where many have a mission
To make the sea a clean place
But the humans always have a hidden ace
Their king called a president
Always places dreams in cement
To lock them with his plunder
And for what; we wonder
We pray for a world of fairness
But many are born cursed with unawareness
This is not the world of the colonists
For the world is dying, scream the ecologists
We want a world where our children may grow
Without questioning whether they go
For the world tells them their pronouns are wrong
For which many aren’t headstrong
They agree and flee
To start their life anew
All for a person they never knew.