Broken Links
We are all broken
into separate pieces
Brothers uncles
mothers and nieces
Fractured ways of thinking
Cool-aide drinking
Caught between
real and false
Can you feel we’re all sinking
False prophets
We have become our own religion
relying only on ourselves
for every decision
Believing the answer
is accomplished through division
We fools stopped seeking wisdom
Too big a gap
between higher and lower
The world moves fast
but our thinking grows slower
The rich protect themselves
in their high tower
Unrest grows hour by hour
Who in the end
do you think holds the power?
So crumbs are thrown
to the masses
But that won’t stop
the clashes of the classes
Change is happening so slow
it flows like molasses
There are too many people
sheltered in under passes
Plastic dollars are of no use
No one will be left
to pay Caesars taxes
Black, brown
yellow and white men
When will they
see clearly again?
Will each own the other’s pain?
Red blood flows within each vein
This current world order
is impossible to maintain
Every man woman and child
is an important part of the chain
They all need love,
food, shelter, sunshine and rain
Top heavy systems will topple
under the strain
When it does
we will all have to begin again.
If we think this is working
We are no longer sane.
At an essential level we’re all the same
can’t you feel
We’re circling the drain?
For Brian’s Choice 3 Contest.
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