my belief

i believe in nature and not in a god
who selects who´s different and who´s not.
i believe in what i see and not in a hope.
i believe in what i feel,
things i can grab are my gold.
i believe in people who act good to me.
everyone needs something what´s making sense to be.
my never ending sorrow, my fear is that i feel
that too much people lose the feeling of reality.
check out what you believe,
not what someone preachs to you.
check out what you believe,
you´ve got to care ´bout what you do.
or even in our glorious time
you´ll lie down with your face in the mud
and all the others will follow
when we start to eat each other up.
stop.