I want the everything of nothing
The filled hourglass with every agreement inside
The apologies after the mother’s son died
The squeal of delight after the baby cries
I want the everything of nothing
The rumble and roar after genocide
The migrant worker amidst the pesticide
The countless treaties signed, you lie, you lie
The system will kill, do not abide
I want the everything of nothing
For there is no peace of mind
