When?

When will we see
The blood on our hands
As we clench them to fists
then pound down again

And when will we see
The walls we create
That come between hope
With no open gate

And when will we see
The eyes of a friend
As they look toward the sun
And the sky with no end

And when will we see
The words that decay
Soon no one will speak
The words they should say

And when will we see
The lies we still tell
Are nothing but lies
We offer and sell

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