in a world of hate.

what has this world come to, when all we can do is hate?

when the simple of peace are hippies, admit it, their not that great.

in a world of hate where war is apon.

we solute you nazi's, we know your not gone.

hitler must be proud of us, but thats ok, war has won.

come on world, come to your sences.

war is at ground while peace and love take the benches.

we the people only thinking about our selves, we have trophies that we boast about on our shelves.

I only know this because I"m secretly like that to.

come on people, what are we going to do.

we believe in luck, we believe in chance.

we we lust with out thinking at the first glance.

we cut down tree's, and use them for fire.

when all this time it's christ we must admire.

we are people at war, and hippies are our exuse.

admit it, dope is not good unless we put it to good use.

so world, I salute you once more.

because we are no good unless we get rid of war.

R.M.