Paper & Pen
How could I sleep with all of the noise
Right outside my window?
I just cant ignore it
But where am I supposed to go?
I start listening
Try to understand
I can hear them screaming, every woman child and man
Start to pray to God
But Im only talking to myself
Oh Im on a mission
Got to do it under stealth
The angles come to protect me
I ask them where they have been
How do I save the world
When Im equipped with just paper and pen?
Show them, they said, show them the way
Back to having balance
But Im not sure
If I can meet this challenge
This world today
Is just way to cynical
Me saying Im not
Makes me hypocritical
I have no super powers
No mask, no cape
I dont have a secret lair
Of which to escape
No super strength
Or able to see through walls
Cant shoot beams of energy
Or extract metal claws
I have asked myself this question
Over and over again
How am I to save the world
With just a paper and pen?
Copyright © Gregory Jones | Year Posted 2008
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