We've got bigger problems
Than ink on skin,
Like how do we get out
of this judgmental funk we're in,
In a time when we need love the most,
We're stuck in a rut
Where all we do is boast
Of the minimal things that we do right,
When the important things
Require a fight,
What is it that we cherish anymore,
If money and power don't count,
What is this life worth to us,
If not to what we amount,
I begin to wonder,
If we'll ever let go,
Of the differences between us,
And finally come to know,
How to really love another,
With selflessness of heart,
At least I know,
That there was a start.
