Let those who have wronged be the confessors
Let us always pull them from the above
Let the perfect be our good professors
May we be taught justice, fairness, and love

The greatest world must form in perfection
Must I mention all the wrongs we have done
Banish all the physical attraction
Let us finish what others have begun

Happiness is implausible right now
Wars and fights, grown far beyond capacity
Peace attained even for the most shallow
We look past the most awful crimes blankly

Fists of rage, let us unite in love
Let it be peaceful, do not push or shove.