Time and time again
Our time is up
Our time runs out…
On this round and round
Merry-go-round.
Life is short they say,
while to some it drags on.
The happy facade in this
killing race,
is sometimes just a smiling face.
While beneath the charade of
larks and laughs,
dwell deeper thoughts
of strife and woe…
What’s going on? Where did our love go?
So many questions,
and so little remedy,
for what ails us in fast times,
Nowhere to run when
Our time is up.
Between war and superfreaks
it’s an uptight chain of fools…
Time we break the rules,
Let’s get serious,
Love is here.
It’s the same old song,
we just have to learn
to get along.
Break the chain, or it will
end the same.
Let love lead the way…
to a new dawn, a new day!
Come on people wash those
fearful tears away.
And let your precious Love…Shine!
By Christine Wichman c.August 2014
Sleeping Queen Publications 