And the singerman sings of peace and love
in a song about the holocaust
one of those clear examples
of good and evil
where love had no place
and vengeance ought to have some say.

The singerman is begging
for some surcease of violence
when some purifying fire
is what is truly needed
to burn away the cries of the victims.

I do not truck with cries of joy and freedom
when justice is necessary.
The singerman needs to learn.
The singerman needs to learn.
The singerman needs to sing
a different kind of song.