"Why do we go to war,
Dad? What is there to fight for?
Why is there blood on the ground,
Dad? What is that ugly sound?"

"Dad, why do people hate so much?
And **** each other with bombs and such
Rifles raised and triggers pulled
Bared canine teeth, throats mauled?"

"Why is the tenth leading cause of death in America suicide?
Is a reason to live so **** hard to find?
When tormentors hate
And chance becomes fate
Yet chance wants you to leave it all behind?"

"Why are humans so greedy Dad?
The thought of money makes me mad
Why must we be paid to live a useful life?
When it doesn't matter anyway, because the robber has a knife?"

"Why must we endure such hardships as death,
When one steals another's breath?
The click of the trigger, the bark of the gun
Another one dead, hope you had fun?"

"How is grieving for a loved one
With a bullet in his head, sent forth from a gun
Any way to **** time
Whilst the killer lives on, breathing just fine?"

"I don't get how humanity lives like this
Where killing each other is because we're all misfits
All different, therefore you must die
And join those fluffy clouds up in the sky"