When Will We Learn

Written by: Terry Henderson

When Will We Learn



Another day lingers,
                      trying hard not to die.

Another day lingers,
                      trying hard not to cry.

This man of talent, God given talent,
               A shoemaker by heart, toils
               unselfishly both by day and 
               night, trying hard not to die, 
                trying hard not to cry.

Assembly lines with very much speed,
Cast aside this man’s talent – no longer a need.

Oh sweet little shoemaker, oh gifted one,
                   a life once happy, full of fun.

His memories we will cherished, you see he’s gone.
May he rest in peace, his talent has flown.

One less blessing we learn to live with out,
When will we learn? When? Why don’t somebody shout!