1/2 full

Climbing on a mountain Floating out on the sea Far from lights of a city The elements they speak to me Whispering that life Existed long before breed Balancing the world On its knee Don't see some men as 1/2 empty See them 1/2 full of shit Thinking that we're all but slaves There's ain't gonna be No middle anymore It's been said before The haves be having more Yet still bored Won't someone save? Won't someone save The world?