When the world is so awry with hate, violent trait and a despicable taint,
it fails in its' whole divine .... trembling cowardice full of fright.
What is it that I am living in, is it right to fight with kin.
We are the blood of all we be,
there is no fruit to flail and flee.
I cut myself I weep like you.
Self destruction is a tool for enemies to lust and drool.
Civilized world, how can it be,
our kids they deem all that we weaned.
Why cannot it be all our fault, we seem so scared to put it right.
Political correctness beefed, a slight insult taken stern,
why can't I correct in my own terms.
We need an equal like no fore,
we need the hero cherub more.
Put an end to all this terror,
we do not want to live in fetter.
Scowling lips, cursing frown,
an indigenous blend that will never end.
We need to take the stride, stand up tall and be re counted.
The war we have is with ourselves, not a country far from here.
We are the world we need to troop.
We are the cause of this flute.
We hold the right tight within.
We needs to become we,
Only then we will truly begin.