For How Long

I talk of love, purity

I am a sissy

I talk of caprice, vice

Hatred, bombs, weapons 

Am smart, taken seriously. 

I worship Messiahs and Saints, 

Chanting their words, I am all in tears, 

While on the field, they're redundant, in vain 

For there, I follow the stillborn Hitler. 

I take occasional vacations

Go in the lap of nature. 

While every part of it is a giver

I am a snatcher, taker 

Or, to say the least, a beggar. 

Mountains and rivers

Deserts, seas, and oceans

Have treasures to offer. 

By design, we distribute their fruition

To make the rich richer, the poor poorer, 

If I turn around and say it's vulgar

I become a bad Peter. 

Whatever I do 

I compare, judge and compete

Who is more peaceful, more harmful between me and you, 

How I can war, win and defeat! 

While nature's acceptance is total and complete, 

It doesn't recognize any warfare, 

It shares takes care and repeats.

Mistakes such as these 

Abound in scores and dozens

Repeated in time and space

Paradise, by choice, has become a prison. 

For how long, one doesn't

Know, this failing game will continue, 

For how long, without logic, atonement, and reason

We will have to beat the blues.