Through whispered words
And elaborate actions
And a good old dose of karma
I wish the world
To put things right
Enough of all the drama
I wish the news would bugger off
And get out of my head
Or stop repeating the same old thing
And show something else instead
I wish that folk would understand
That not everyone’s the same
It’s our differences that make us unique
It’s our hatred that’s our shame
So, through whispered words
And magic wand
And a great big dose of karma
I’d like to rid the world
Of all that’s wrong
So we’re free of all the trauma.
It may take some time, but we’ll get there.
Peacefully.
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