A Time to ponder


The world would seem to be falling apart
Our leaders are headless, the oligarchs thieve.
Our modest lives, our little heart
Hope not in the future. Our dreams we grieve.
But maybe, it was ever the sad, sorry case
That this world was never the best we could be.
Our faith should turn our hearts to face
That one straight path, we long to see.
For too long we have walked the easy, broad way
That runs down to darkness, our ego it leads.
Maybe now, we can turn, and hope, even pray
To the One on whose love our souls ever feed?