What if man wasn’t just a beast?
And your current maximum is just the least
What if you’re more than your blood line?
Maybe you helped making the stars shine
What if there’s more than cars, money and wine?
Sometimes I like to make truth rhyme
What if it didn’t all start inside your mom?
Maybe to be powerful you need no gun
Should knowledge get a ban?
Disappear in the ashes of man?
Should the powerful lock it behind a wall?
Or should it be free for all?
There’s something man misunderstands
Blood should run in our veins
Not on our hands
For some words you end up in the yoke
But on oxygen we shouldn’t choke
When truth is spoken
In her arms
Your heart shouldn’t have broken
Maybe...