The world is a broken place.
Some people blame it on race,
Others on the government being
Out of place,
But for each finger we point away
At our backs another
Has something to say about us.
And after untangling that convoluted knot of loud opinions and anger wrought
We are left with the circle of humanity
Too busy tripping over vanity,
Too busy bringing others to sanity
To embrace it themselves.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 10:00 PM UTC
The world is a broken place.
Some people blame it on race,
Others on the government being
Out of place,
But for each finger we point away
At our backs another
Has something to say about us.
And after untangling that convoluted knot of loud opinions and anger wrought
We are left with the circle of humanity
Too busy tripping over vanity,
Too busy bringing others to sanity
To embrace it themselves.
