As the time drifts away
When things should start to
become more clear
Sometimes it seems
that the waters just get muddier
Times long gone
only a dream …….
when waters flowed and
I drank from the stream
concrete pastures like scabs
that just don’t heal
a cancerous growth has
been set in seal
I took the hand of the child and we walked
she had but one question
When is it that we begin to heal ?
and I told her it would be when
we begin to care again
she looked at me
and asked why I haven’t done anything ?
as one single tear slowly fell
I told her it was because I am scared
well then they’ve won haven’t they ?
I picked her up
held her close, felt the calm, felt the rest
I raised my voice and screamed with all my might…….
I’m mad as hell, and I’m not going to take it anymore
and she smiled.
Imagine the possibilities