In today's world, my friend
I am unable to comprehend
Why is it that anyway you turn
Heads have wounds, hands have guns
Eyes are tearful, the dove's afire
And every act arouses a new ire
Another one killed and someone cries
They're barbarian, we're the good guys
If God is omnipresent, is in everyone
Can one kill someone, and not Him some?
I am not a Muslim, nor a Hindu
I am not a Christian, nor a Jew
Love is the religion on which grew
Where did we get the venom to spew
Let's go out again, bask in sunshine
I'll hold your hand, you hold mine
Slope 45
9 years ago