• We wander this Earth in search for our meaning.
    We see people that don't belong, they are leaning.

    We want to help but can't find the words.
    We look to sky and want to be free like the birds.

    In spite of our blindness,
    Our answer is right behind us.

    It's screaming out to us saying " look at me, look at me!"
    We ignore it and swat it away like a bee.

    Our fate is sealed and cannot be changed.
    We can go as far as we can shoot arrows within range.

    So what is our purpose in life on this Earth.
    Making sure people know our name and to cover the turf.

    It may not be obvious, but it is not out dated.
    You may now sing your song about reconsiliation.