The Storm of Equality

[Chorus]
The forest kept no one out.
The air was never poison for some.
But in the city—
one man lives
by taking from another.
 
Verse 1 – The Forest
 
In the forest,
plants do not quarrel
about the right to live.
The fox’s rage
cannot stop the song of equality.
Life there is secular,
beast loves beast—
but look at the city:
it cries from the pain
of keeping others hungry.
 
[Chorus]
The forest kept no one out.
The air was never poison for some.
But in the city—
one man lives
by taking from another.
 
Verse 2 – The City
 
Here, the man who is “happy”
has stolen another’s
food, cloth, shelter, work.
He does not thank the trees
for the air he breathes.
He believes it is “normal”
to store and hoard,
to keep a roof above his head
while others sleep in dust.
 
Verse 3 – The Visit
 
One day,
he came to ask after the trees—
his face hidden by thick cloud,
his clothes torn,
his hands folded in apology
before God.
He knew his body would be lost,
that the ferryman of the dead
would take all.
 
[Chorus – slower]
The storm comes.
It carries away the straw roof,
the small comfort,
the trade-wind of profit.
It loves everyone—
and protects no one.
 
Verse 4 – The Storm of Equality
 
When it came,
it stood beside each man—
rich or poor—
equally.
It joined them in destruction,
a comrade in the ruin.
 
The fake palaces of the city
were swept away,
while the trees
remained,
silent and old,
like the fossils of truth.
 
[Final Chorus – all voices]
The storm comes.
It protects no one.
It loves everyone.
The forest kept no one out.
The city—
kept no one in.