We're digging out the filth from love,
We make our way from life in the crowd,
We're having fun when someone drowns
In blood of the plants filling our towns.

We screamed and smiled all day and night,
When every human made their own child;
We fight against exploring space,
We are afraid of the alien race.

We all believe that our belief
Can help us overcome the grief.
We haven't learnt to share this world,
We've learnt that violence brings more gold.

Fundamentalism
Looks at the world through a magical prism;
Broken realism.
Is this a life? No! It's a prison.