Pangea

Fragile and tense I’m hopeless again Cause all I see is wilful ignorance Shut the gates, man the fence Help create an ‘us’ and ‘them’ Dig your heels into the ground Twist the truth, Tie the noose Cast it out to sea or let them drown Until the struggle comes around Then complain you’ve been held down Only pieces, never whole Has it always been so cold? Volition comes with the rising sun Something must be done We nurture an environment of depression and extremes Compassion to cure this disease Demonize, dehumanize Like you wouldn’t do the fucking same Break the chains and fuel disorder No division, no borders