Choose wisely before its too late
Bombs or flowers
Generations were not ready to change
Earth becomes a pyre
The only thing you will hear are desperate cries of helplessness
Is there anyone left with a brain
Is someone ready to change?
We float above all that exists
Never learned to be peaceful
No respect
We destroy each other like locusts
We lead our descendants into the same dead end again and again
Senseless laughter on TV and streets
But how can you still laugh
Even though the world is sliding into the abyss?
Everyone is talking, but no one is acting
No one has nerves to take the plunge
To do some-thing good
Heroes are being fought, hatred overweights
We cut down our apple trees and create Gods who shall provide us with food
Hatred
Is easy to spread
But what about love?
Tears or smile
Dead or alive
Choose wisely before its too late
Bombs or flowers
Generations were not ready to change
Earth becomes a pyre
Earth becomes a pyre