If so many know
whence begins the healing?
if so many care
why is the earth still reeling?
if so many try
why is the earth still crying
bitter tears and acid rain?
So it goes ever on
till there will be no place
to lay our heads upon
Here today,
but tomorrow so easily gone,
with no one to mourn our passing
just the heavens as witness...
But then what is there to do
when leaders babble on
speaking written lies
and evading the truth
in voices saccharine and silken
and expensive suits so smooth,
searching not for answers but re-election
leaving us to wonder what is there to do
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