So Many Gone
So Many Gone
John and George spoke of peace in a song.
The hope still lingers, though they are gone.
Martin and J.F.K. saw ideas reach their time.
The change was too much, so, they saw the end of the line.
Now there is war, what was right now is wrong.
So much to offer, yet, so many gone………
The powers at hand don’t understand working together.
While the fate of mankind seems to drop like a feather.
Why can’t we see? Learn to trust?
Why can’t we see? The dream’s up to us?
Now we’re at war and can’t understand.
People just die, in a far away land.
They say we are winning while concealing the hand.
While people still hurt, yet, can’t make a stand.
Power corrupts as the politicians toil.
The money verses life in the quest for oil.
The cards all the same, just rearranged.
The war machine marches on without any change.
The lessons we learn seem to take too long.
History repeats that familiar sad song.
So much that was right has turned to wrong.
So many good people, so many gone………..
The sun scorches down, burns our skin from the sky.
Factories still belch their smoke, another day goes by.
Change seems too hard, so we just don’t try.
The planet is dying, while politician’s all lie.
Something is missing, the leaders are wrong.
We all lost count, so many gone….
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