Help me share this moment of fear
Of chaos, of loss with a tear
I’m caught in a net of sadness
Lost in the spin of its madness
Seeming so empty and tragic
Here in the twist of life’s magic !
Help me share this moment of fear
Of chaos, of loss with a tear
I’m caught in a net of sadness
Lost in the spin of its madness
Seeming so empty and tragic
Here in the twist of life’s magic !
I do believe man’s lost control
And in this life now plays scant role
No matter what he’ll do or say
I do not think he’ll have his way
He’s handed all of our defense
To those who are devoid of sense.
Just look around what do you see
Blank faces lacking industry
They cannot spell or cursive write
They’re neither smart nor oh so bright
It makes me sad since I’m unsure
How can I help us be secure.
Who ever thought there’d come a day
When all our dreams were flushed away
And we are left alone to grieve
For all those joys we shan’t receive
Oh foolish people weak and frail
Too bad that ship’s already sailed !
When I was young and very green
There was not much that I had seen
But now I’ve had my fill of war
I still don’t know what war is for !
There’s World War Two, Korea and
That long Cold War, plus Vietnam
Do you remember Lebanon
In eighty-two that fatal bomb ?
Next came Grenada, Panama
This all before the first Gulf War
With Kuwait, Iraq then after
Somalia, Haiti, Bosnia.
From Kosovo, Afghanistan
That’s how War Two Iraq began
I cannot tell how we got here
The world is small, so full of fear,
But I”ll keep praying, hoping that
Our round world won’t wind up flat !
There is a path that each must take before life’s walk is done
A lonely trek devoid of light and only trod by one
It’s filled with fear and saddened thoughts or is that how it seems
For who has not cried in the garden of forgotten dreams ?
There was a time quite long ago
When I was on a trip, you know
I’m sure it was in Ireland
I saw a gypsy caravan.
It filled a field of great expanse
I stared in awe at happenstance
The travelers were busy there
With tables, chairs and kitchenware.
Each one about seemed occupied
Their washlines full of laundry dried
As children and their pets ran free
Some tended horses I could see.
They gathered wood and were intent
Preparing for some big event
I only saw them that one day
When I returned they’d gone away.
I’ve often thought of their abode
And wondered why they chose the road
To have no base to call their home
And for their lives forever roam !
A flower in a garden that’s treated like a weed
And gathers no attention nor garners any heed
It soaks up what is left or can wither in the brush
Or bides its time in silence with ne’er a need to rush.
A hardy sort, of course, that will weather every storm
And seizes on each moment that bides without a form
While there among lost shadows of times we never dreamt
Lie memories forsaken, abandoned or unkempt !
Long time ago and faraway
I dreamt a dream one special day
That someone real would come my way
And when it happened that we met
Twas such a thrill much like kismet
I felt we were on track and set !
Dreams may not be all that they seem
Perhaps pure fluff with lots of steam
I hoped we were on the same team,
Who knew what changes would be made
Or if some foolish game was played
Sad in the end when dreams just fade !
Do you often think
We’re perched on the brink
In a world insane
With values inane
An outcome preset
The most godless yet ?
When I remember who I used to be
Before the wealth of years had set me free
I dwell upon the days when we were friends
Those glory days before the story ends
Its tender moments that the heart did find
My memories are pieces left behind.