There is something unsaid gone unheeded In all the messages truly needed Messages to and from so many strangers Who are embroiled in all their anger
What happened to peace, love, and understanding I know I'm no longer hip, and not to be demanding But I've seldom heard of things getting better When two or more sides forget we're in this together
When we can say nothing or speak when we can In the secret alphabet from the tongue of a shaman There he was on center stage lost in being all the rage Until he slipped into unconsciousness and turned the page
The summer of love passed us by in the heat of fire As we got lost in the fight and forgot what inspired Us to seek and work toward something more than vanity Whatever happened to the quest for a new humanity?
In a world of the ugly, we could use more beauty I am talking about you and me living out our duty Casting aside the disillusions of this lost generation And holding something better to the light of veneration
Tired of singing about love and peace and want to live it A look in this mirror tells me then that I have to give it It's time to cross my heart and start to truly live Looking around at everything that the world can truly give
The thing about living in the past is it's loaded with the dead I can't shake the memory of mistakes by living in my head It just keeps me shuffling heels to the brokenness around When what I need is to live with my feet flat on the ground
(c) April 20, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along