the day the man named Yeshua was murdered
a schism bent through our world
so many cut down in the name of a concept
we are already here
why are we fighting our Self
we are but one
the one for which we have always searched
and slaughtered in who's name
why not try the way of peace
for only the lives of the ones who come next
we have slumbered
under delusion
of a maniacal tyrannical mind
determined to destruction
and see
we are here
come now
we have tried the old ways
we have spun tales of horror
and chanted victory
over the bloodied corpses of our very own
will some ever learn
from parents and grandparents before
only to see what is here
what life do we want
here
now
what world
what view
what voice to chose
to speak
and to listen
what are we doing
right now
while we are here