Tears weigh heavy on my heart

When I think of all the life wasted,
Not here by famine or flood.
By some who took it so easy jet.
And look at your hands - is that blood?

Why do we cry now so freely?
With tears, for injustice; in pain.
I sense the moment surreally,
My senses doused and enflamed just the same.

I wonder quite how we arrived here?
For we the High way was long.
Our carriage decidedly comfy?
We were much too alright to see wrong.

Afar the thousands pass through,
This world, in a moment alone.
Not wished for by us, that's true.
But if we could change it - wouldn't you?

So where do we queue and whom do we call?
To amend the worldly constitution.
There is nowhere perhaps, except the "I will",
To pass a new resolution.

Come the next chance to alter the course,
Of the path that we walk everyday.
Don't add or subtract, duck or detour,
When the traffic is coming your way.

For we had no idea,
Of suffering that's clear.
When ours is minutely&;#8230;.theirs secondly.
The multiple for many more dear.

Shall we still, wash our hands,
Or thy neighbours feet,
Consider each soul as a grain of sand?
Thus, in time, who knows where next we'll meet?

Wait! "Someone must pay!"
What again; not again. Evermore?
Why can't we dismount this cycle?
Forgiveness would even the score.

History notes: one man resolved with His breath.
Settled the wages of war, and of death.
Be not liable for investment in stealth. Instead,
Share the dividend. Lives saved. Oh wealth!

So today may our voices be yelled,
Against global revenge and spillage.
Or the hope that tomorrow held,
May never shake,
as yesterdays city nee Village.