Where are the peacekeepers, someone let them in,
With the world today, they wont know where to begin.
They come in colors and love blind.
They mix and blend and always are kind.

In the sixties they wore flowers in their hair,
Anything to get people to stop and stare.
Get their attention, you can capture their heart.
See the beauty of the essence and realize loves an art.

To spread the peace amongst the masses,
Love all people and erase all division of the classes.
Forget the hate and haters alike.
Aim your arrows in to the night.

Fair is a state of mind, nothing to do with reality.
Just forget trying, for it is an impossibile formality.
Life is as it is and people are free.
Live by the golden rule, I know that is the key.

Do it at work, do it in social,
Treat all as you want to be treated, this isnt a rehearsal.
Time is short and what do you pick?
Be happy and love or just be a prick?