A broken twisted body Lies dying by the litter strewn road It's tiny elegant structure Crushed by the vehicle's massive load. While inside a bemused father Tries to console a young girl "Oh come on sweetheart It was only a little squirrel"! A broken twisted body Stands crying in a forlorn courtroom It's exquisite dreams Shattered by the verdict's decreed doom While an indifferent young woman Tries to make him understand "Oh what the hell Daddy It was only a little man"! A broken twisted society Spreads throughout a selfish nation It's eloquent tranquillity Consumed by a contemptuous generation While a confused young population Tries to make us concede They learned not from our talk of giving But followed our acts of greed. Of all the lessons And teachings we try to impart Only the student can determine What they will take to heart. One lesson of life That every teacher must know Kill the flower of respect The weed of contempt will grow.