Where did all the goodwill towards men go?
Flushed down the drain, please say it isn't so.
Darkness encumbers everyone and everything.
The show is now over, let the fat lady sing.
The past can't be changed, the present's where we start.
Sad but true, no one cares, so now we all fall apart.
Yes, there's still a few left, their flame's as bright as the sun.
But hope's near to zero, let's clock out, this world's done.
I hate to retreat, and run away from the fight.
But my self-preservation's my guide, finding shelter from spite.
People just want, to be sielfish and nothing more.
Rotting outside in, straight down to their core.
Morals have been replaced, by narcissistic tendencies.
Where there is no such sure, no treatment, no remedies.
The way good people shined, was as bright as Harvest Moon.
Now they play life like a game, only assuring their doom.
I'm completely mind blown, by how the world's gotten so sick.
Taking advantage of everyone they can, what a cruel and ***** trick.
You would think through these tragedies, how we stood together again.
It would unite us once more, seeing one another as friends.
But as soon as the dust settled, and chaos stopped its course.
We reverted back to enemies, hurting each other other, no remorse.
Being fake, hiding behind masks, is our only defense tool.
But that leads to nothing good, only more damage by fools.
So deep into hiding we go, being forced by their hand.
In hopes to not get sick by them, never seeing promised land.
We're becoming overrun, by this infectious disease.
Lord, please come again, and save us all please.
Our lives hang in the balance, with it all on the line.
Seriously Lord, come save your sheep, now is the time.
The more our hope crumbles, disappearing from plain sight.
Harder to see day by day, because they blow out our light.
"Be the change you want to see in the world", they say.
As if they had good intentions.
Taking your kindness for weakness and poisoning your soul.
With that one good incision.

D. Scaggs

"Five"