How the World Should Work

A New World

You and I know things that we sweep under carpet, here and now

You and I know things are coming that will stir the idle crowd

I think I needith not make mention of what worldly change I speak

For all of you, if signs are true, are stronger when you’re with the weak

Let us hope we can elope, leaving all our sins behind

Trying to remember that we’re all the same, this humankind

So many things I wish to say, yet silence is my currency

Poets pose to please the past, and this is but the world I see