Chaos spiral out of mind
Stumbling blindly through time
From the ashes the spirits rise
Becoming all that we dispise
Creation of order the end of things
Regardless of the sorrow it brings
Normalcy importance the status quo
Howling to heaven where do we go
How do we proceed to succeed
While our children remain in need
Institutions becoming the teacher
Social media becoming a preacher
Religion of the hive mind leave behind
Only be kind if it services the self
Too neck deep to care about someone else
I could just be optimistic not a bit realistic
But I think love will make us less sick
Love ourselves and love thy neighbors
Not just to win heavenly favors
It makes reality shine a little brighter
Our burden shared is a little lighter
We're all just dust cast off from the stars
With the power to make the universe ours
