Ego Everywhere

Where is the love;

Where is a gift from above?

We curse and fight,

We have it right;

We buy and sell,

And then we yell.

We always work for more,

Like some dirty whore;

We don’t look within,

Or even at the grin.

So our heart sings like a violin,

As people always take;

So many are so fake.

A world that could have peace,

Or desperately seeks release.

A soul to save,

Or just already in the grave.

So we thank the scum,

Who want to buy everyone;

As we never liked the concept,

And most don’t understand inept;

Where other people they don’t accept,

As they keep their own precept.

So deleted all have gone,

As would rather sing a song;

Peace and harmony everyone.