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Staring at a wall

It is a canvas for my thoughts

Paint a mural with my mind

It is the neutrals that I fought

The neutrals being black and white

The war being won and lost

The problem is critical

Maybe the picture should be tossed

No, the artwork should be seen

Displayed in a museum

For millions to pass it by

Look at it and wonder why

Brotherhood has vanished

This is the way I feel

Maybe it was never there

Future actions will reveal

I'll add some red to the masterpiece

Because it wouldn't be complete

When you force neutrals on each other

The canvas always bleeds

It doesn't have to be that way

Not that way at all

Working hand in hand

Is the way the illness falls

When the sickness fades

We will all be saved

All lifeforms work as one

The world will properly function

Brotherhood has vanished

This is the way I feel

Maybe it was never there

Future actions will reveal