Civilized Man

When I think about time and space,
and the struggle of the human race.
I can't see a lot of change in the heart of man.

When looking back down through the ages,
from the rise of man and how his heart so rages.
I wonder who will answer for all that blood.

While sifting through the sands of time,
trying to make sense of this life of mine.
I really don't think we've learned one damn thing.

The weapons of old were sticks and stones,
while one man laughs the other moans.
He ain't my brother is always the battle cry.

Some kingly sort with money to burn,
wants to teach the masses what they long to learn.
How to rob and kill their neighbors,
and make them like it.

While waving a flag for a self-rightous cause,
the people fall in line without giving pause.
Whose blood will pay the cost
and for what?

Sometimes I just can't stand
to look upon the heart of my fellowman.
To tell the truth it's a black hole of depravity.

I know you may not like what I have to say,
looking back it's always been that way.
Civilized man always
thinks he's at the top of the heap.

While counting our blessing by what we own,
never considering who we had to walk upon to get it
it's pathetic.

Sometimes I just don't give a durn,
I don't think mankind will ever learn.
I think I'll just dig a damn big hole,
and crawl on in it.

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