In these changing times,
minds cannot stay still.
Violence spreads like wildfire,
testing our strength and will.
Thought’s our only guide,
misguided we are lost.
Shooting from the hip,
destruction is the cost.
Love is shared by all,
hearts beat their choice.
Hate is the divider,
drowning out our voice.
High upon a tightrope,
this world can feel small.
Balance is required,
the option is we fall.
I knew one day the time would come.
I knew one day my mind would numb.
This world it seems has gone awry.
Opinions flourish and people die.
Violence consumes and tears are shed.
Words are spoken but nothing’s said.
Charts are made to show us why.
Colors obscure the pictures’ lie.
Don’t be fooled this April day.
For one and all is what I say.
Numbers are tricky and often sly.
So think more equal so less will die.
The more the numbers
become obvious the more
The numbers say it all
Less is less and more is more
Time to heed the call