Reflexions Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Maybe it's a dream that was never meant to be
Only borrowed love lost in eternity
Maybe it's the window to your soul
Only blinding you with rock and roll
Maybe it's the sounds of silence in the wind
Elusive butterfly of love from Bob Lind
Maybe it's only a feeling that we're coming together
Husband and wife father and mother brother and sister
Maybe we're gathering for peace and loving
And we are mourning Woodstock not surviving
Maybe those bloody wars were never meant to be
And The Beatles as it should be with Let It Be
Maybe it's not the guns that are doing the killing
And we are victims of poverty starved of loving
Maybe we think that dying is better than living
And that soon we'll waken to a better world coming
Maybe God is all-forgiving and all-loving
And some greener pastures are in the gathering
Maybe The Dove will be sent for Mother Earth to mend
And the poverty and killing will come to an end
Maybe in Green Pastures
Tonight
Love will be staying alive
In spite of it all