A palisade of colors dance through the depraved glass.
Tormenting me with the thought of tranquility.
The world is overflowing with the hostility of humanity.
The environment is decaying rapidly.

I gaze out into a nation that I don't want to know.
Politics, persuasion and hushed discrimination.
So, I struggle to alter just one person's ways--
No other solution or explanation.

The government manipulate everyone
Like puppets on strings..
We just protest and go on -
Another one of life's blasphemous things.

An alternate plan, a life of love and peace.
We dream of ending all the power of sovereignty
But until deceit and corruption ends-
This fantasy will never become our reality.