The Fate of Man is in your hands,
Clench your fist and it ends;
Strech your hand and it ends.
It's up to you,
In want you do.
But too far or too little
Will end life
Including you.
Be careful,
Guide the young,
Help the old,
And you may become
One of those who's stories are told.
If not,
Why not?
When you have the gift of life
And this world is full of rife chances.
With this we have so much potential
But only if we work together
So why not start to build now
And make Man stronger
So that when the hand is clenched
We are not crushed
So that when relaxed
We don't fall off.
To start lay down the guns,
No longer with-hold the truth.
Or we will never be any better off
Than we are now.