These Times
These times
Call for brevity
No words are large enough to mourn
We dwell in the darkness
Adrift in the rapids
A satellite that's gone astray
These times
Not for you and me
Choked and harnessed from a seed
Clothed with fear and fed with lies
These times
Just move along
These times
Ephemeral
Just a ride upon a wheel
And when the hour comes
This solid house
Just a rose inside a hailstorm