Stolen Words

You said today is your very worst day
Until yesterday or till tomorrow
But if today is your very worst day
What will you do what about tomorrow?

These stolen words have become swords
Too long, too strong to be ignored
Selfless and with compassion

And when you take a look outside
To see your neighbors and your tribe
Where's all your selfless and compassion?

You talk to your god
But you won't talk to me
Some secret silence lies behind those green eyes
But if today is your very worst day
Grab my hand we'll reach out for tomorrow
Are you still listening?