One Group

One group yells “Off with your head!”
Another group wants to bury your dead
One group wants all that I own
Another group will wait ’til I’ve grown.

One group screams my ethics are wrong
Another group wants to steal my bong
One group bellows our politics are best
Another cries loudly this is only a test.

One group says it’s for your own good
Another group promises help if only I would
One group talks about honor and trust
Another group are sinners gone bust.

One group are those who say they know
Another group says that they really blow
One group makes up questions to pose
Another group answers with hands held close.

Everyone thinks that they know what is right
But to me they’re unwise and ready to fight
Truth and reality will become crystal clear
They’ll recant their ideas in sorrow and fear.