Nowhere to Sit

The word I say is wonderous

The time I speak of it is today

Yesterday we lived in a promise

There's always hope in the sun's rays

Those who can't speak to move us

Will point their fingers to shame

Greed and power leads to bloodlust

Be fearful of a mob without a name

Your first appeasement comes early

The second will indeed hurt a bit

Then when you question their logic

Turn around and have nowhere to sit

Like the beeping of an alarm clock

The darkest point is before dawn

Between a tough spot and a rock

It's hard to admit that you're wrong

Protection for the youngest among us

We shall always run to that battle cry

But the removal of Mom and Dad

Just let there be hope to wonder why

Some will always try to cushion the blow

To restack the deck to make it fair

Only there's always a figure they don't know

Even if know-it-alls thinks that's rare

So, in the end we come to that word

Wonderous in its glow and wisdom

A spell that has been placed all above

I say that magic word spoken is love

Some might look up to block out the sun

As the power to shade thought is real

To stop freewill is a devil's plaything

It's always harder to think than feel

Time is the greatest master of all

In a moment we all shall shine

A few in the shadows wish giants to fall

As shapeless mobs have exactly no spine

Just mixtures of angry mismatch beliefs

From mostly a bunch of irrational minds