In hectic world
that goes too fast.
At almost break
neck pace,
We hurry round,
like we're confused...
Yet we're the
human race?
Who could tell
from watching us,
That we are in
control?
Our world is
filled with turmoil...
That's one
thing we all know.
There's so much
sadness that we hear,
Or even
know first hand,
Upheaval rules
and threatens peace...
Extinct pride
for our land.
It seems that
greed is in control,
And pulls us in
its' wake,
How much can
each of us endure...
The strain
before we break?
And who is there
to understand,
To turn this all
around?
To stop insanity
and hate...
That grows through leap and
bound?
A crystal ball
would work as well,
Get much the
same results,
As what
we hear from leader's lips...
Who speak barbs
and insults.
That's not the
way to bring back peace,
To take us
back to when,
We understood
and practiced love...
For all our
fellow men.
It's time to
restore basics,
Learn again the
Golden Rule,
Live by the
lessons we were taught...
In Church and in
our school.
© Loree
(Mason) O'Neil 10/27/07
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