How the World Should Work

Suns can set horizons high

And yet we know, the time is nigh

Drifting ever closer, near

The things I’ve heard I can’t unhear

There is always time and place

You write things you want to erase

Just to find the pencils broke

What’s spoken always remains spoke

If only it could go away

If only dawn set o’er day

If only things were just, and right

I’d rest my mind and soul tonight

I do not know why I am here

I’ve read each text, ear to ear

I hope someday I’ll understand

For now, my Lord, please take my hand