There is so much to say,
The same old song,
Man’s got it wrong,
He cannot find his way.
The Conquering Lie,
Time does defy,
We’re all caught in the Web,
No matter how the people try,
They’ll never get ahead.
The Tribal Chief,
Promotes our grief,
Democracy defies,
Unjustly does he hide the Truth,
To better, Tyrannize.
Man’s History, a mystery,
Of fiction and of lies,
Of Demagogues, and Red-eyed Rouges,
Where Liberty just dies!
Uncivilized, we still remain,
Is war a way of life?
Can Man only perpetuate,
Unhappiness and strife?
It’s time to Stop,
War, murder, drop,
The innocent despair,
The Lives are lost,
Dictators, boast,
And who is there to care?
Of Vice and Men,
And Wars and Lies,
There’s still so much to say,
We realize, that man just tries,
But Evil has it’s way.
Of Vice and Men and Men and mice,
One day we shall recall,
That men were mice,
With so much Vice,
and That finished us All.