Days gone past Belief was simple And necessary And necessarily We fell in line The object Of abject horror Was our downfall And the means Of our salvation
Today it has changed Belief is scorned Those who believe Need to be burned Their sickness Could contaminate us all The masses indoctrinated And inoculated And yet we are all The children of God
Should a war be fought Against all war Or does it make A little more sense To simply ignore To simply live In tolerance of intolerance A sick belief that will Eventually burn itself From existence
Some would say That is naiveté At its finest But these are the same Folks who don’t believe Don’t understand And wouldn’t care to Thier spiritual journey Stolen long ago
That is the shame of it And there is no blame for it For to point one’s finger In some kind of sick judgement Some perverse exposé Would be to lower yourself Into the muck The river of hate Current so swift You couldn’t help But be swept away
Fill your heart With an intolerant joy And the beauty Inherent in things The change might take One thousand years But it will come As long as you make The change this very day Love over Hate Is the only way
Living in fear Despite no one around No one to hurt you Face pressed to ground And surprise ain’t forthcoming Not on my behalf You sold out to the fear It’s been a year and a half Since you saw that Terrible sight I don’t know what Perhaps a terrible fight
A terrible fright For you and yours And now you want vengeance But without any risk Now you want freedom Are you taking the piss Family is utmost And you just killed theirs But the bombings don’t matter They aren’t the cause It’s just that Fear friend The fear it is powerful And palpable And palatable and potable also They’ll jam it down your throat Any which way
News about porn stars and Chocolate labradors Mass media’s horn trumpets News about whores But where is the content That addresses the why Of all the fear Felt by you and I.
There are but two emotions From which all others stem Our receptors are broken We can’t feel one of them Fear and fear, and FEAR alike Rule our lives now I’d say let the Love in But I don’t know how
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