This Land I Roam
This Land I Roam
This land I roam is not my home, as it was in the past,
In the past I cared not for breath, or to pass a person in the aisle,
In the aisle I now must look away as we are all afraid,
We are all afraid of one another, for something wrong has strayed
Something wrong has strayed upon us, now we strive to last.
Now we strive to last again so we can laugh and smile
Laugh and smile with the children, innocence they may not know
They may not know of this trial, but sweetly smile for show
Smile for show, they let us view, because they see our faces
Our faces aged, years in months, due to this that strayed
Due to this that strayed, we keep our distance from each other
From each other, I now have noticed, that we will talk, no bother
We will talk no bother, because we all long, for the touch of each
Touch of each, is all we want, and all we miss in this time
In this time a man passes by, and we say hi
Where as in before, we may not have bothered, as he went by
As he went by, I waved my arm to let him know I say hello
I say hello more now, as I know that he wants this too
He wants this too, as I believe, because we all long for same
Long for same, has not far passed, and that is all we claim,
All we claim is life gone by, with hugs and closeness to all
Closeness to all, a longing now, with time there is an answer
There is an answer, in the heavens, only as God knows
God knows that time will always show the row He wants to sow
He wants to sow a brand new row, a row of more compassion
More compassion for all humankind, to let us know our foe
Our foe is only us, it seems, we all must strive to be as one
To be as one, a distant dream, and for our sake, it must be done.
Copyright © Graham Devenish | Year Posted 2020
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