There’s poison in my well

They said it’s not enough to kill

But they’re saying it in such a way

It makes me think I better move today

It was the rich guy on the hill

An unnecessary spill

An act sadly preventable

Yet no remorse was shown at all

So I went to ask him why

Stared into his vacant eyes

Asked why he couldn’t empathize

He said it wasn’t in his bloodline

I took one look at this crook

standing there in  the door

His empty treasures piled high on the floor

I knew he’d never let me in

So I told him that I loved him

Because that’s the only way to

make a man realize

 his egoist ways have nearly brought

the whole world to its knees

this is our world

you can love it or you can leave.