i know i should feel better
about all of this,
there are no planes
dropping bombs over my
head
there is no stench
in the streets that reek of the dead

if you live well
then you will be pleased
will the others live
through the war
and the disease

we infect the
clouds that have given
us the rain
and the soil which has
given all of us its grain
the whole world
must feel the pain
its only for us to
have a short term gain

three thousand year being here
and people with other skin
we still tend too fear
and all our voices
they will never hear

books teaching us
all about love
and all we do is hate
the world is becoming
worse of state
we talk about change
but its just too late

dont need to
worry where you
need too bury me
because we are slowly
building a world
wide cemetery