Agendas Poem by James Casey

Agendas

Agendas become the battleground for those who just don't care
Politicians for whatever reason say ' send them over there '
Where the bullets fly and the bodies fall no one is privy to know
And in the end a soldier pays for all the sins that they bestow

My mind runs round in circles trying to figure it out
I do not understand much, no one talks, all they do is shout
I cry for the ones who can't and pray for the ones that do
I want so much to help them all, to bring a life that's shiny and new

But I am only one person, a single, living, being
One who sits in his private space wondering, hearing, seeing
One little voice in a broken world that wants to sing out loud
To be heard raising a song of praise that will fly above the cloud

Singing a song to tell the world that everything is okay
A melodious tune that quiets the soul and brings peace to every day
A word or a phrase that brings to mind what is in each and every heart
That now is the time to begin again, to make a brand new start

Quietness you ask as I sit and ponder about the world today
What's wrong with a bit of quietness or the sun on a rainy day
Or the stars at night as they shine so bright and light the path I trod
To let me know all's right in the world and all is right thru God

Jim 1993