Helpline

Being lost in a valley
With peaks out of sight
Overlooking best views
Require struggle and fight

 

Experience is reel 
No fast forward to skip
Emotions in motion
From taking their grip

 

Indigestion of life
Tasting all as bile
No logic or potions

Nor prescriptions for smiles

 

Sinking down in battle

Desperation so deep
Drowning in sorrow
To permanent sleep

 

Misplaced the key
To an impenetrable cage
Locked up the contentment
And freed all the rage 

Single sighted song
Repetitive and wrong
Spinning voices up a head
Reciting hits from the dead

 

Replace the emptiness of lows
With feelings that were chose
Bravely climb out the abyss

To precious moments not to miss

 

 

 

 

Cheap Mercy

Why haves and nots

If enough's to be had?

The lack of compassion,
Depressingly sad

Self-worth inflating

With each earned dollar,
Spent on ones' ego
Ignore others' squalor

With empathy weak

The indifference grows
Protect thy castle
Should it all comes to blows

When breaking points reach

the front of the vault

mercy won't be cheap

for those deemed at fault

Money burns faster

When corruption’s the spark
Fuels from injustice

Light up the dark

 

Unchain

In a nation driven by envy and greed
Lives a society where only a few will succeed
Eager only to educate, house or feed
An entitled contempt for those left in need

The culture of scorn and outright disdain
Keep unfortunate souls locked up in the chain

An unending quest to always have more
Has institutionalized abuse of the poor
Imagine if all of the resources for war
Were used to strengthen humanity’s core

When dealing daily with hunger and pain
There’s no fight left to break from the chain

Importance, once judged by size and girth

Is now solely measured by ones’ net worth

Separated to “haves” and “nots” right at birth

Instead of nurturing all life on Earth

Civilization has a lot more to gain
If mankind is freed from the poverty chain