The moon
the Stars
a man on Mars
My goal is peace
on Earth and in Heaven
Today too much conflict
My message is better than yours
I write poetry and so do you
I'm white or black or a mix or two
The message is the same get a clue
No one wants to be the Devil's tool
That goes for this insane leadership the fools
No man should have no home
But then no man should take drugs
For in them is a fool beyond my concept
The last two people on Earth shake hands
Or ants rodent and bugs well own the lands
My goal in life is easy to understand
For none of this conflict was ever in God's plans
Your God or mine it is the Devils plan for life
That keeps this world continuesly in strife