Scorned

Walked in and out of the men’s room. 

Are those stones that I see in bloom? 

Had a second of euphoria, 

now I’m ready for the gloria. 

You’re still locked inside the cage, 

you’re still at that tender age

where friendship is still powerful, 

and justice still seems doable. 

Pre-Chorus

The disgrace is always external

but no one believes in the Eternal. 

Hard to tell who’s the real victim

when they all kneel to the system. 

Chorus

Keep knocking on the men’s room door. 

Is it them who you abhore?

They will keep on being born 

but half of them will be scorned. 

The written word is in your face, 

once out there it can’t be erased. 

You have a problem with that? 

Let us just discuss the facts. 

Bonus Verse

Why do some things remain hidden 

while brotherhood is forbidden?