On Line Journal

When the few don't like you, they take you out.

When the few don’t like you,
They take you out, they take you out.
When the few don’t like you,
They take you out, they take you out.

Though the use of bullets and lies.
By using force, time after time.
Repetition of our historical past,
Our deaths shall come to pass.

The few fear of letting go.
Clinging to the hate that they know.
Ruling our collective lives as a game.
This game is sadly repeated over again.

Mistaking material wealth for true worth.
Using entire cultures as corporate slaves.
Nothing compares to love and life.
Hate must truly be set aside.

When the few don’t like you,
They take you out, they take you out.
When the few don’t like you,
They take you out, they take you out.

DEATH

(There’s no future by repeating our hate filled past)

By allowing for this abuse to reign,
Through repetition, again, again and again.
Through this sad, sick, hate filled game,
Nothing living will be left in the end.

Time for love and forgiveness, has arrived at last.
Time for love and forgiveness, has arrived at last.
Through hate there’s no meaning to life.
Spreading seeds of hate extinguishing life.
Hate tries to justify all its lies.
By promoting differences in rules of law,
Our perpetual pendulum does swing for us all.
Let’s put an end to this sick play!
Let us change the hands of fate!
Why all the suffering and misery?
Why seal our fate permanently?

Let’s put aside our hate filled past,
By building upon love, leaving hate dead last.
So come on and let hate go,
Else we shall reap what we’ve sown.