It’s All Right ~ Philip Brent

Could it be we all simply do not care
Enveloped in our sad and petty lives
Trusting wealthy, politicians, swearing
Won’t alter Earth so only they survive

Hasn’t happened yet, that I’m aware
Nor a thing to help our world survive
We might well live outside, walk bare
Any leader we asks only jukes or jives

Yet, we’re made of star dust, the same
All we can do, teach, never lose hope
Talk to trees, animals; choose a name
Hold tight, sliding on a slippery slope

Why harm others, put a hand in flame
Are we so spent we can no longer cope
Time we changed the rules of the game
Admit we’ve gone wrong, nourish hope