This is yours I believe. Don't hurt people.
Don't harm animals. Plant something and pay
it some attention, watch it grow, help.
Lobotomized bombs grow out of fear. They
are made for one awful thing. Some things don't
need to be said. This is your song I guess.
Don't hurt people. Don't hurt animals. Find
a way to live without acting out of
angry hate. The change is inside you. Don't
just expect a different world. Love gets
you a stronger light, not a superior
weakness of mind. Armies are made for
marching in a solid row of raised and
loaded weapons. I've fired a gun, have you?
Don't pretend innocence. You could drown. This
is your sign. Don't hurt people. Do no harm.
It's a northern star. It's not a guillotine.
This love is still the thing that we need most
of in our lives to be glad to be here.
So this is your poem. Don't hurt anyone
else. Don't destroy your environment.
Don't trade tenderness for pleasure. Rock and
row the boat as needed. Don't hurt people.
Don't harm animals. Hold us in your heart.
Don't forget to say the right words right now.