Ross Budgen - Peace (Poem) lyrics

A goal with no finish, The word starts to diminish, And we have to refinish, But there's no time to replenish. A goal with one meaning, Harder to reach than the ceiling, People keep intervening, And hate keeps stealing. A goal for the people, To point like a steeple, But there is no more diesel, We're equally evil. A goal that has worth, For the people on earth, Since we were in birth, It's a tale of dearth. A goal that is needed, Words that are seeded, The people conceded, But the children have pleaded. A goal that gets harder, The more that we try the more it goes farther, It's hard for the smarter, And for us it's even harder. A goal that must end, A message we must send, A time that we must spend, A place to attend.