They change hands; even run through the body
Government is there to channel
Yet, can't contain them within a tunnel
And, disappear, can only money
Only money suffers stupidity
It's a child of your activity
But, it will never be your personnel
All are free, when you push your panel
In water and air, no change we see
At least, lunar phases have their decree
These two pundits are God's own colonel
Over life, as its bullying pannel
We dream freedom; they truly are free.
