Trying to make sense of it all
And how I fit into the puzzle
If life is a tapestry
With whom is the weaver I struggle
For the world seems but a web at times
In which us mortals are caught
With spiders presiding above us
Oppressive overlords
Conflicts and wars
Pepper society
When all the majority desire
Is peace, love and harmony
But the prominent pacifists die:
Lennon, Jackson, Marley…
Those that are left behind
Bereft find it hard to keep trying
To bring about the change
Overdue, still out of reach
The majority are discontent
Disillusioned at this defeat
When the balance will shift
I simply do not know
But something has got to give:
We reap what we sow