Living It

Walking down this city street

Passing all the people I dont care to meet

Car broke down what a pain

As I walk it begins to rain

Some days better than the other

This one turned into a mother

As my legs start to burn

My thoughts start to turn

I realize it will take all of my will

To get home on top of that hill

Recently I had the world beat

Now a poster child for defeat

The pain and the pressure

The absence of pleasure

A love once divine

Now I'm not sure she's mine

Life took a hard turn

I thought I had nothing to learn

It can be too much to bare

Feeling you have no one to care

Time to stop and think it through

And remember what is true

The suffering others endure

Turns mine to discomfort for sure

Home now on my hill

My stomach i will fill

Fresh water to cleanse and drink

It makes me stop and think

So many die of starvation

Or live in filth with no sanitation

Clean water a rare luxury

They flee violence and poverty

No one with an open door

Charity extended no more

We have it good our problems are light

We need to keep others in sight

Know that it could be much worse

Stop putting your own problems first

Show mercy to those suffering for real

be an agent leading others to heal

It can be too much to bare

Feeling you have no one to care

Time to stop and think it through

And remember what is true

The suffering others endure

Turns mine to discomfort thats for sure

America and project Twenty twenty five

A struggle enough to stay alive

Once we were a country which did thrive

Our national identity in a nose dive