-Onward! Forward!
Through the fields
Remnants of my optimism
Such high hopes
Carrying so much strife
-But they’re not that strong.
Thoughts dance with ideas of their own
They build up and spread their children
An ever-changing people
With an obstinate nature
Humanity defined by the ill by-products
Of the Human Condition
Fighting for control
-Wrong! Wrong! You’re all wrong!
Subjective morality
We won’t finish until we all think like ourselves
Sinners and saints are the same
-Crusade! Jihad!
God cringes in embarrassment
We live with our consequences
So much has changed
So much will change
It’s really the same