When Tomorrow Comes

I wonder where it leads,
This long and winding road,
At times it seems we’ve lost the way,
And we’re not clear on where to go.

I’d like to think the best of mankind,
That we’ve got each other’s back,
But so many times it seems,
We’re lost and way off track.

The words we use, in ways we speak.
They set a tone of discourse,
And if we know, this fact is true,
Why are we so unaware of that force?

We tip them over,
These dominoes in line,
And express such hate, in ways we speak,
How can we think it’s fine?

It’s a choice we make,
The way we live,
And it should be hard to take,
And easy to give.

And maybe we need a reminder,
This bitter pill to swallow,
To understand we’re a part of this story,
And we can help write tomorrow.

-CJG 11/14/2015

For the innocents who lost their lives, for their families and loved ones, my prayers and heartfelt condolences.