The top of the hill

They talk about life, they talk about love,
They talk about death, the what and the how.
They talk about hate, they talk about fate,
They talk about everything, at any rate.

They teach you to live, they teach you to be happy,
They teach you culture, they teach you to be preppy.
They teach you to read, they teach you to write,
They reach you what’s wrong, they teach you what’s right.

They preach about peace, the preach about unity,
They preach about the divine, then about purity.
They preach about life, they preach about death,
They preach about the good, then about the best.

And then when you are ready, they leave you in the wild,
Fight and survive, no place for the mild.
And you fight, and you kill,
And you struggle to reach the top hill.

And finally you realize, this is the end,
To the top of the hill, they fooled you to send.
There’s nothing there, but plenty plant and tree,
It’s too late now, just too late to be free.