What we see is imperfection
What we seek is misdirection
The soul guided by fear
The real enemy is near
It's in our houses
It can be in our spouses
The tainted earth is pain
It shows us every stain
It seeks to destroy
They enlist and deploy
Your choice is simple
Not hidden in a dimple
Choose love or fun
Take peace or the gun
We've not long in this place
Don't let yourself be just a face
Bring this world from the bad
Change this earth to be glad
Seek the truth and be free
Or seek fun and become we
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