People don't know what they been told
  They seem to die before they get old,

People don't know when they are needed
  Their like a garden, needed to be weeded

But things never seem to change
  Life always goes on the same (day to day)

I never really knew what life was all about
   Until Mother Nature had to tell me out

"Take to heart" she said-
  "Things keep goin' this way- I'll be dead"

If the word keeps on turning like this,
  Than the burning will light the ignorant mans' bliss-

Peoples' minds are like the seeds-
  We need the flowers, but not the weeds


They said we need time to grow out their minds
  But we ain't go much time left

The bombs go off, our Mothers' cough
  She says we can only hope for the best


People don't know what they've been told
  Their minds seem to die, before their bodys' grow old

People don't know when they are needed
   Their lives are like gardens needed to be weeded


But one day they'll figure it out.
   They'll know what life is all about

Mother Nature will smack 'em on the head
   "Hurry up and change or we'll all be dead."


                                       Just like that.
                            Don't turn your back, brother.