With this pen I break down walls
With this pen I hear His calls
With this pen I then release
Fantasies of World Peace…

Will they always be a dream?
Probably to those who seem
To advocate our human flaws
And never take the time to pause

To think about this coming Age
Or think about this learning stage
Where Humanity is seen as One
If Humanity would see what’s done

And so I write to free my mind
A deeper Truth is left to find
A mental war, with this as my mission
A weapon that needs no ammunition…

… with this pen

I try to be optimistic
They tell me be realistic
I tell them that I am
This world is a sham

They accuse me of being lazy
I accuse them of being crazy
I live life for the day
You live life to make pay

Is it possible for me to be free?
While advancing in this society
When you must work hard to maintain
Yes, because reality is in my brain

While I must fulfill my duty
I also recognize life’s beauty
All the elements of nature around me
Love from friends and family who surround me

This way, at the end of the day
I can confidently say
That I am living life to the best
Even when I may seem stressed

This is the world we are given
It is ours to freely live in
Too many have lost sight of the true meaning
Simple life is at the essence of our being