It’s Time
This world’s full of broken dreams, hurting people — adrift, it
seems,
It’s a harsh world, it’s a cold world, where tears form rivers and streams.
It’s a troubled world, a distressing world, one that’s full of pain,
And it is crying out for love — that in place of hate — should reign.
Fear and sadness stalk this earth, and happiness is but fleeting,
And weapons in to plough shears, not a single nation’s beating.
There’s an air of gloom and doom, a sense of loss, bewilderment,
There’s that feeling in the bones, that more bad news is imminent.
It’s obvious we’ve fouled our nest, and a heavy price will pay,
And it’s clear that society, has lost the plot, lost its way.
We all know there’s wealth out there, yet, greater poverty we see,
Accompanied by suffering, that should not, nor need not, be.
Yes, we’ve certainly got problems, there is carnage everywhere,
Be it via disaster, heartbreak, war, the greedy profiteer.
But despite it all, or our pain, there is one thing that is clear,
Change is better late than never, better late than, “I don’t care.”
Even if it were too late, what time we’ve left — we can improve,
For that’s what love would seek to do, and love, a mountain can move.
Haven’t we erred enough? Aren’t we sorry? If so, let’s prove it,
And we’ll do that, by starting with ourselves, then — others will benefit.
There’s enough suffering, there’s enough heartbreak, enough cruelty,
Both man and creature are bleeding, this earth too, lamentably.
Clearly, it’s time for healing, for love — the kind that wins the day,
Love that right around this earth, can build a two lane motorway.
Yes, it’s time we turned the corner, stopped repeating history,
It’s time to let love conquer, each nation, race, and family.
Yes, it’s time love fell like snowflakes, and blanketed the whole earth,
It’s time, it’s time, it’s time — that love — in the hearts of all gave
birth.
