Suppose there are many reasons
why peace so hard to come by
Such a tragic event when
so many innocent people die
In this great big world with
all this spacious land
death and destruction over
these grains of sand
Generations long now gone
their spirits must weep as
they view their home
Oil filtering through the ground
outsiders far out their border
sniffing like a hound
to get their spoil
of the now sacred oil
Can envision the planet
null and void of human kind
So beautiful and peaceful
all the time