mumma
it is now
time to go
so that i
can find
the meaning
do i really want
to know
well there's just
one thing that
troubles me
but it's a path
that i must take
a part of me
i know i'll lose
no matter
what we say
stop meaning
to delay
forsaken martyr
when there's
a struggle for need
it's not the end
if the world
can't agree
never can we forsee
while we are
living in fear
of what the
world can decree
who'd want to
be embroiled
since there
will be trouble
when the melting pot boils
lifetimes under patrol
are taking a toll
for the need of
self-control
half the world
on fire
missiles set
to make
their strikes
for all those
who are willing
to die
history denied
is nothing
short of
being snide
the past
leads us
to blame
that from which
we must
seek refrain
half the world lives
while the other hungers
to die without shame
always on the move
accused of any crime
nowhere to belong
and nothing
keeping them from
grinding axes
history begins
with an epoch
in our time
if we're conscious
of our past
then neither
sovereignty dies
or collapses