When the good of the party
Outweighs the good of the country
What have we done
Me the creator
Me the enabler
I run from the words
That cast truth in
This day
It’s up to me
And you
When the good of the party
Outweighs the good of the country
What have we done
Me the creator
Me the enabler
I run from the words
That cast truth in
This day
It’s up to me
And you
Take it to the home
Of the light on the top
The rare bloom of birds
Singing in the morning breeze
Sets the tone
For an easy night scene
News has made its rounds
Today
Away from the grey of the wall
Down on the carpet
Where the gold rules them all
Critic stare
With certain vision
Free me now
From my own prison
Of words and defeat
Before I meet the road
I am supposed to be on
Renewal makes a difference
When you are all in
Cast out the doubts
But undoubtedly
Not perfection
Because mistakes
Are the way forward
Don’t overestimate
The destination
When the first step
Is forward
Seeking understanding
Understated
Planning
Of approach
And logic
Humanity problems
Have evolved from panic
Frantic energy
From everyone we see
We must try to slow down
So we can see
Another person
Instead of an adversary
Wait
Pixelated on the screen
Up the seems
With blurred edges
Constrained veins
Pixelated images
Are the new craze
Recession fears grow
On the street made of walls
Hopes are dashed
While confidence falls
Yield curves in danger
When the money stops flowing
Held back investments
Only the big ones are knowing
The constrict will hit
Even the weakest of soul
When the big black hole
Comes for all of us
And boundaries
It doesn’t know
Grim veil
Around the evening news
All-around
The country too
Hope can only hold
Our thoughts together
So long
Before we break
And realize we have our world
Wrong