There is much violence in the world
And in the economy, a fetal position has been curled
War has shaken the Middle East
From separate conflicts of people's beliefs
Our lives are controlled by it
After several attempts, the light still isn't lit
Who knows who created us or where we come from?
Our beliefs are added up in a large sum
Has anyone ever wondered
Are we from the same 'gods' and pondered?
The truth has been interpreted in many different ways
But radicals just respond with nays
Allah, God, Jehovah, Zeus, The Brahma; their all the same things
Just cultures' interpretations of the truth with their own ting
Earth's greatest people are being suppressed by superstition
Humans must fight this with great ambition
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