Hard Times Poem by jim hogg

Tomorrow's only minutes down the road
Across this land a storm's about to blow
In every corner of the globe
there's trouble coming through
and the truth is that there's nothing we can do

And looking backwards doesn't make it clear.
The experts sit and write their histories;
but strangely none of them agree
‘bout what will happen next,
and the best they've got to offer is a guess.

But rest assured that someone's getting rich,
and someone else is thrilling at the kill.
The knights and dames will have their fill,
their sons and daughters too,
while the rest will end up fighting for their due.

So while we can let's make the best
of all the time that we've got left.
This life is short and precious love;
it's time to value what we've got.

And when the hard times get us down
let you and I go dancing love.
And when tomorrow brings us doubt
let you and I keep laughing love.
For somewhere up ahead of us
there'll be good times once again, my love;
there'll be sunshine once again, for us.

2009