Can we not be at long the last, one in mind and soul
Stepping out each new day, working together, holding to peace and good
An old concept, talked of, expounded on, envisioned, dreamed of in joy
Once thought to be a must do for the children yet too come
Ere lost to ‘the cause, all theses years, lost to pettiness and greed
Anger and war, wanton destruction, pain, death and waste
Children trampled under the foot of ignorance and ego
As has been throughout our history, so tis it still now
And what of those few that still cry for peace
Cast down, shoved aside, like unwanted cast off trash
An embarrassing renouncement to those holding power
Derided, put down, held apart as less knowing fools
And the winners of this contest, the greedy control warmongering elite
Who be at the loss alas, who be at the loss
Only the most truly of innocent, children all, children all
And us all who allow, we who will pay in the end
Pay the price of allowing the devil’s reign
A price dire indeed, dire indeed
A price dire indeed…