Why all the tensions in the world, It didn’t used to be this complicated
Cant even look a person in eyes no more,
without wondering weather your being hated
Didn’t used to be like this, when we were younger,
Color was no measure, neither was religion
Future would come to us in the same vision,
together run at the first sign thunder
Why is the world so blind,
Make humans wonder weather they belong to the same kind,
So when it thunders now , you seem to go blind
Run in the opposite direction , leave me behind
Were they better days, or was it just betters us
I don’t think God minds weather you go to the mosque, or wear a cross

Peace