In a world of bashing and hate,

we find ourselves subject to the our paths not being perfectly straight.

Who are we, and where do we turn?

We strive for something, we constantly yearn.

The generations before us have screwed up,

so we are left to fix this, yup.

Where war is accecpted, and killing is normal,

we forget the beauty  is not something that should be informal.

I'm asking you to remember that there is life still here,

don't give up just because things may not be clear.

The love with the man and his wife, 

is something we can still hope for without strife.

There is a plan for the generation here now,

there is plan for life to come if we allow.

Find the wisdom in the wind tonight,

it may be gone before you catch sight.