The good and evil
Forever they will fight
Crossing swords or bullets fly
The injured or dead or paralyse
Everyone will think
“It has nothing to do with me”
Because the good and evil
It doesn't knock on the door
This is the balance
The world find it hard to find
Every time somebody will cause
The bush fires in our minds
The politics we see and hear
It doesn't bring much cheers
There are elements of evil
In the hands of the corrupt
What about the good?
They will sit inside and wait
Afraid to meet the demands
To right the wrong in their eyes
The good and evil
On the balance of the weighing machine
How low can each go?
The good should make their stand
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