I feel rage
Because of what I see
It's breaking down my illusions of humanity
We must align
Our polarizing minds
I am offended by a lack of human decency
We need a mother
We need a father
We need a Moses to separate the waters
We need our sisters
We need our brothers
We need each other
To lead us over
It's up to us
We can dig deeper
Until the truth unfolds
There's so many tunnels, so many holes
And it sure is
Very challenging
To keep believing
When your faith is turning into rage
We need a mother
We need a father
We need a Moses to separate the waters
We need our sisters
We need our brothers
We need each other
To lead us over
So we create
Our own life fantasy
We feel entitled
To be the ones who gets it all for free
How do we move from this?
Have we even got the tools for this?
Does it help to pretend?
To fake incomprehension?
We can trick the system
To keep the frontlines distant
Is disillusionment
The final segment of our brilliance?
We need a mother
We need a father
We need a Moses to separate the waters
We need our sisters
We need our brothers
We need each other
To lead us over
To lead us over
How do we turn
From this dead end?
Will we catch the rope
At the very last second?
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