What is the wealth that men strive for?
What is the goal that men drive for?
What is the death that men die for?
What is the face that men cry for?
Is it the face of a dollar bill?
Is it the primal urge to simply kill?
Is it the need to pop a pill?
Is it the leap off a window sill?
Why are we blessed with a greater mind?
Than the animals of a similar kind?
To seek the answers we will never find?
Untie the ropes that will always bind?
So this is our fate?
To live in a constant warfare state?
To feed a hunger we will never sate?
While our hearts just fill with hate?
Is there no decency?
With blinded eyes, why can't we see?
What is our world supposed to be?
Why can't the children simply be free?