Staring at a wall
It is a canvas for my thoughts
Paint a mural with my mind
It is the neutrals that I fought
The neutrals being black and white
The war being won and lost
The problem is critical
Maybe the picture should be tossed
No, the artwork should be seen
Displayed in a museum
For millions to pass it by
Look at it and wonder why
Brotherhood has vanished
This is the way I feel
Maybe it was never there
Future actions will reveal
I'll add some red to the masterpiece
Because it wouldn't be complete
When you force neutrals on each other
The canvas always bleeds
It doesn't have to be that way
Not that way at all
Working hand in hand
Is the way the illness falls
When the sickness fades
We will all be saved
All lifeforms work as one
The world will properly function
Brotherhood has vanished
This is the way I feel
Maybe it was never there
Future actions will reveal
