It's a gentle reminder that all humans bleed red
And all of us sleep when we're in bed
Even if that bed be a floor 
In some prison that I abhor 
And the colour of our skin 
Do we let it in 
And seep into the crevices of our minds 
That would rather not leave anything behind
And do your guns fire on the criminal 
Because you've absorbed the subliminal 
Read between the lines 
And is it just a sign of the times
To say that movements must rebel 
Or we are all going to hell 
In the handbasket we have woven
Is this the path that we have chosen 
And you stand there and you utter that line 
Do you mean it this time 
I sense the falter in your step 
Does this even cross your greatest regret 
For you have build something huge 
But you get by on being rude 
To the people who come close to the line
That only you can define
And the bubbling wrath has simmered down 
But they're still burning someone else's town 
Because they're not adequately human 
As they defend what they're doing 
In principled tones 
Do you think we should leave them alone? 
To finish what they've started in the melee
I know what I'd do if it was me 
I would put beyond all use and commission 
The weapons they use without permission 
And rip to shreds another life on the ground
When a child cries do you hear the sound?