Strike Not Our Brother Down

In my time here on earth
 I've seen many changes made
 And though a great deal has been done
 We haven't done all that we could
 And so I come to you and say
 Though simple it may sound
 Well I know a better way
 Strike not our brother down
 People living on the street
 Caught in the crossfire of a war
 Waged by kindred brethren there
 All for a fifteen minute high
 And while the seas are never calm
 Around the storm we navigate
 Though the storm has come and gone
 The tide still turns from love to hate
 We were all made the same
 Just take a look around
 To what end will it come
 If we strike our brother down
 And so I come to you and say
 Though simple it may sound
 I know a better way
 Strike not our brother down
 I know a better way
 Strike not our brother down