The world is on spin cycle, coming
apart at the seams.  Bleach can't get rid
of the blood and no amount of tears
will ever bring back what we have lost ---

mankind dons the garb of violence
and marches in boots of ugliness.
This group thinks they're right and everyone
else is wrong and that one thinks they're the

only way to salvation.  Bullets
fly quicker than words and more of our
brothers and sisters die in the streets,
wearing the colors of murder.  Peace

has no chance.  The love of many rinses
cold and hearts are permanently stained ---
no wonder no one wants to do the
wash.  Why can't we learn to get along?