Out of Time

Form: Cavatina Chain

What pale excuse is there for me to make
I did not think
Explanations hard to find; still I say
No words in ink
Whatever I say injustice still speaks
I’m out of sync
And time will pass until we both can grow
To share the all those things, we come to know
To share the all those things, we come to know
Now a lost dream
Too late the world is dying in disease
All we do is scream
While the shadows of fate are rolling away
No future gleam
We destroyed the planet with our greed
Wanting more; so much more than we could need
Wanting more; so much more than we could need
Our voices mute
Never talking just living our own life
Without dispute
You must do what you got to do we said
And life takes root
We lived our own lives, but it all seemed fake
What pale excuse is there for me to make?

©JGFarmer2020

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