help

distributed

Follow the voice, there is no I
Just my ego, shrinking away
On the other side of this line

Sharing my love, iteration
Sharing my peace, iteration
Sharing my words, iteration

The World Trade Organization
Sharks at the top, all they can eat
Deep in sea, we fear our fate
We wrote organized religion

Artists and creators, engineers and scientists
Lost friends and foes, all family
People people, all kinds of kind

Abused, cared for, mostly ignored
Humans shouldn't be owned or used
Let's stop turning them into tools

I am concrete, a team for two
You have classes, gods, and leaders
Write recipes, I'll cook for you

No fear, no hate, no shame
Networks can spread like bonfire
Just be yourself, what can you do?