Is there a reason…
Is there a reason…
For wishing people harm
Laughing at misfortune
Sharing secrets to the world
Breaking someone’s trust
To feel powerful
Posting a live feed of an accident
Demanding it as a right
To stand your ground
When you are armed
To prove you are the bigger man
Because you can
Is there a reason…
To need a moment's grace
Feel a fresh wind on your face
Stand in someone else’s shoes
Know what it’s like to choose
Between an education
And a full stomach
When to be a bread-winner
Puts the dinner on the table
A family need will always
Trump the one
It stands to reason
Is there a reason…
Children have to cry
Unknown soldiers have to die
Immigration is a dirty word
When it was a truth
That built the world
A displaced refugee
Is another person’s pilgrim
We should remember
Where we all came from
It will help us know
How far we have left to go
Is there a reason…to suffer
I probably drank a little too much…hic.
Nothing is ever the way it seems
Observation is always coloured
By experience
Expectation bends light from the sun
In a twist of gravitation
Hidden worlds suddenly exposed
To interpretation
Which can differ as wildly
As a translation of Shakespeare
Turning tragedy into comedy
Nostalgia is rarely a two-way process
With equal parts given
To even up the score
Living in the past is more than likely
When awareness always lags behind
The action almost done
Before the process has begun
Nothing is ever real without agreement
Or happens without it is observed
Until the moment we open the box
All things are possible
An inconvenient truth
We all accept yes is yes
And no is no
Until we don’t
What does it mean to say
The sky is blue
The sea is green
Until the sun sets
When both sea and sky
Become a burning flame
What lies we tell
Are so much more
Than the notion of an ocean
Of neverending probability
Is red the same for you as it is for me
How do we know
Why do we care
When all we ever learn
By way of mutual regard
Is to pretend we all agree or disagree naturally.