No Compromise

The old men have made a potion
The potion of love for affection
They believe this will melt the ice
The wall of ice between

generations
The young generation of hatred
Shows no compromise
Forgiveness comes from forgetting

Their hatred is not only in memories
It flows in their veins
No way for a bargain
A rejection of the cure
A denial of love
The old men left the tryst
With bad news and incompetence
Incapable of treating their families
Can't raise children in triumph
Now they face their fate
The hate of the new blood
Will powerfully remain
Today no compromise
Tomorrow blood presumedly