In this, today's world
The one which we live
We're all haunted by the saying
Get used to it

Many pray for change
In hopes we find peace
Only to be slapped in the face
With today's reality

Wondering at
What we could have missed
Losing out on the fact
Of live and let live

Until we learn to get along
Me and you, you and me
All our best does and don'ts
Stack up to a hill of beans

Instead of placing blame
On those in the crowd
Insert your own name
To turn it around

Face front the mirror
Before it's too late
To clearly see what needs to be seen
That we ourselves are to blame

And perhaps give a shot
At what is called the Golden rule
Do unto others
As you'd have them do to you

Perhaps then my friend
We could all get along
In the world which we live
Harmony strong...