Once upon a time, life was simple
All mankind had was each other, worshipping God in a small temple
Holding on to a dream that everything will be greater later
But instead they got ripped from their homeland across the equator
Since their arrival, they discovered many things
All the while being treated like third world underlings
nevertheless they persevered with great tenacity
and left behind a strong foundation for those who were counted last to see
Not to just merely exist,
but to live one day at a time, with a purpose
so that the next generation can expand this vast land
all the while this was God's very plan
Today, life's gotten complicated with all of this technology
nobody can't seem to settle down without a check from psychology
all that glitters NOT gold, as the tale has been told
everybody's caught up in the new, with no reference to the old
Somebody has to man up, stand alone, and take charge
To be bold but fair in this chaotic world at large
and take control of this environment by being their own boss
before we all get swallowed up and forgotten in The land of the Lost