It's Not My Cross To Bear

I realize today it’s not my cross to bear. I feel at odds with myself because I still care. Some battles you win while others you lose. You have to be careful which side you choose. I look to see the world spiraling downward. I try to look up and move myself forward. I know I can do more with only a chance, Things appear different upon second glance. It’s getting harder to see wrong from right. Light does appear from the darkest of nights. People are led around like flocks of sheep. The still water is getting way too deep. We fight terror with terror becoming all fear. We brace ourselves for the end that looks near. Maybe we should try a little different course, The way things are going they only get worse. I remember a time when life was simple. The wind hits the pond creating a ripple. The ripples are change that can go beyond. Time to revise before everything’s gone. The sun comes up it’s a brand new day. We all need to learn to mean what we say. Freedom shall wither and simply go away, My only wish is for freedom to stay.