Life Makes No Sense, Why Should I?
He may say, “It is black”
She may say, “It is white”
And in the conflict of certainty
I will forever wonder who is right
The highway is full of peril
Surely someone has a better idea
But once my soul is delivered
I will forget about Mecca and Judea
If I say no man is my enemy
It is about men who used to be boys
Before they were taught to hate
Before someone broke their toys
Unsure in the beliefs of the spirit
These men wish to validate their path
To tell me of the journey
And speak of peace and not wrath
The constrictions of doctrine
Serve neither the obedient or the free
Once you make up your mind
You are still held in captivity
Do you have something to say?
Or is it something to sell?
It seems as if I am being marked
For I must pay for what you tell
We see the birds as being free
But they can only be what they are
A hunted prey living as a muse
Pecking the ground like a hungry beggar
We see the violence and inhumanity of other cultures
And we are fearful of what they might do
Yet a savage world trembles at night
Because of those who believe they are God’s chosen few
Someone is throwing rocks at us now
We’re not dinosaurs so a celestial body is no worry for men
We can survive anything with prayer and arrogance
Because who would abort their child before it is born again?
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