Caseiro

Living in a
Little piece of land
Going against
The war
Waking up every day
Without hearing horns outside the window

Planting and harvesting
Fishing and eating
Just enough to get by
The critters all around
And a love by my side
Waiting for the family to grow

I worked hard and I have all this
But I'm stuck in the city
Between the buildings and the commitments

Why do we sell our peace for the hustle?
Why don’t we trade our phones for a shining sky?
I barely have time to take a break
To enjoy my little place
That's why I pay someone to take care of it

And I keep working so one day
I can have the life that the homesteader has