why we worship kings
There are some things that bother me,
About this place we live.
Or do we merely co-exist,
And never think to give?
All these people in one place,
They never get along,
They always fight and then they die,
Remembered in a song.
If one shall kill another,
Then he will die in turn,
For the sins that he committed,
And never shall we learn,
That everything’s connected,
We all must share this place,
And live in peace together,
Among a common race.
For we are all but people,
In this world of ours.
And we must do what’s needed,
To make it through the scars.
So the time has come the walrus said,
To talk of other things,
Of why the world is full of hate,
And why we worship kings.
About this place we live.
Or do we merely co-exist,
And never think to give?
All these people in one place,
They never get along,
They always fight and then they die,
Remembered in a song.
If one shall kill another,
Then he will die in turn,
For the sins that he committed,
And never shall we learn,
That everything’s connected,
We all must share this place,
And live in peace together,
Among a common race.
For we are all but people,
In this world of ours.
And we must do what’s needed,
To make it through the scars.
So the time has come the walrus said,
To talk of other things,
Of why the world is full of hate,
And why we worship kings.