The Second Mile
And so, we know that wrong is right
And hatred pays for fights that
We always buy back
We see the beauty in their eyes
A pocketful of lies for
The ones we like more
We feel the child move
A skipping groove we
Pretend we can't see
We say that ignorance is bliss
It's our inheritance
I don't want part in this
Now who will teach the children how to love
And soon, justice will demand
The raising of one's hand to
Affirm and reprove
But here, our justice is a game
An ember not a flame of
The things we once loved
So a child's life
Is not worth strife cause
It does not concern us
You say that innocence is true
But wait till evil's through
I don't know what to do
Now who will teach the children how to love
Writer/s: Joel Edwards
