Trouble

Every day has its share of trouble That is the fate of those who dwell on earth We are at the mercy of the Fates We are dancers on thin ice Our small role in the cosmic dance Leaves us in a precarious position With the strength we have been given We must do what we can but we must depend on other's kindness at times For we rise and fall together The pain of one man or woman Is the pain of all men and women Our hears beat in time to the cosmic clock We must shine like the sun Or have our hopes blotted out by tears of despair Trouble is inevitable but we have the chance to make it through If we reach out our arms for understanding and peace