With God’s pen in my hand, just imagine
The life I could draw for all of mankind:
We could all use a little compassion;
Stencil in houses; no man left behind.
Red rivers of blood and war are no more.
They’ve been painted over instead with love.
I’d draw a beach, warm sands, a boat offshore;
Tranquility- no need to push or shove.
Then we’d see eye to eye, on common ground.
Brothers united who once were estranged.
After that I could lay my pencil down,
Sit back and admire all I have changed.
One girl can’t create peace, though I would.
Working together, we could...and we should.