Poem

We all know what's right We didn't get it from a book or a site We know it in our bones, all blood flows the same So why did we end up this way? While we were looking at your phones They snuck it in the room Planted it and then, it bloomed And look was all we could do In a poem unlimited we stay And on a lawless night, lawless night, we wait Holding our breath, we wait No one needs to make a profit No one needs to get paid If we all agree we don't have to live that way But to this day we choose the hard way (No one needs to make a profit, no one needs to get paid) (No one needs to make a profit, no one needs to get paid) (No one needs to make a profit, no one needs to get paid) (No one needs to make a profit, no one needs to get paid) But to this day we choose the hard way We all know what's right We didn't get it from a book or a site We know it in our bones, all blood flows the same So what are we gonna do to change? What are we gonna do to change?