Fruit

Don't know much about that carpenter

He lived in a very different time

But most everything that I've heard he said

Makes me think we might be reading different lines

There was something about turning the other cheek

I can't quite square that with your AR-15

He said let the little children come to me

But you just watched as they were torn from their families

I don't feel the love I don't see the joy

But I'm not sure I've got the patience to argue anymore

I don't mean to be unkind and I'd like to keep the peace