The word I say is wonderous
The time I speak of it is today
Yesterday we lived in a promise
There's always hope in the sun's rays
Those who can't speak to move us
Will point their fingers to shame
Greed and power leads to bloodlust
Be fearful of a mob without a name
Your first appeasement comes early
The second will indeed hurt a bit
Then when you question their logic
Turn around and have nowhere to sit
Like the beeping of an alarm clock
The darkest point is before dawn
Between a tough spot and a rock
It's hard to admit that you're wrong
Protection for the youngest among us
We shall always run to that battle cry
But the removal of Mom and Dad
Just let there be hope to wonder why
Some will always try to cushion the blow
To restack the deck to make it fair
Only there's always a figure they don't know
Even if know-it-alls thinks that's rare
So, in the end we come to that word
Wonderous in its glow and wisdom
A spell that has been placed all above
I say that magic word spoken is love
Some might look up to block out the sun
As the power to shade thought is real
To stop freewill is a devil's plaything
It's always harder to think than feel
Time is the greatest master of all
In a moment we all shall shine
A few in the shadows wish giants to fall
As shapeless mobs have exactly no spine
Just mixtures of angry mismatch beliefs
From mostly a bunch of irrational minds