When did civilization become our fever?
Unstoppable, caused by this hipocrite race
A society that praises only the achievers
And not those who try, the 'unlucky face'.
We paint the land grey and the water brown
We paint ourselves too, with a crimson red
Raging and violent, the animals with a crown
Who forget the alive and ignore the dead.
We bring an issue and everyone's complaining
And I do not listen nor i ignore their words
Because we're all good at criticizing and blaming
When we don't even know the game of cards.
But still, when they ask me about humanity
I never say anything, I just laugh and smile
I won't deny it, I fell in love with this urbanity.
And so did you.