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