I wish that all could rise above

lets work together and change things

to only have that feeling of love

To strike down the mightiest of kings

A sword for one, but a pen for many

The sword is just to cut the strings

The world is not filled with plenty

A facade abundance, its not real

A minute in here feels like twenty

There is no way to strike a deal

The easy way out is no option

Otherwise things would be too ideal