The good dies and the sick goes to prison
As drug lords and warlords vie for terrain
The Merchants of Bay Street smirk
Dry dust settles and hurt feelings subside
It's life in a zoo of the 21st century
Getting wiser to battle new viruses
Yet ruthlessly emptying the rain forests
Butchering and dissecting good mother earth
For precious minerals and evil believers
As non-believers pollute our blue planet
What have we become without our humanity
When we lie and die for the almighty dollar
Stifling the truth for our selfish ambition
Using the flag or religion as a crutch
Amid grasping nothing from history
The truth, feelings, pride are still alive
And the good will always triumph
For after deleting the violence and vices
Deep down man is a good person
When he can forgive and be charitable
