I looked through the ghosts of history
But saw there was no one there
Only the twist of a mystery
Like a question in the air
Gone they went on but they left me to
Wonder about what will be
Understanding what I have to do
Now to see about how to get through
Here to find such meaning as I can
Try to find out what is true
Knowing I am not the only one
Not fooled by what I have seen
The cruel adversity of the
I would like to be enlightened but
Might be frightened what I see
Like to see it through no matter what
Through the fighting to be free
Seeing us wondering everywhere
None of us is lesser than
Another and we the otherwise
Understand what is not fair
Things got unfair and taught me to care
Rising surprised to open my eyes
The meaning is in the in between
Of us now when even though
I feel alone you know what I mean
So when life goes on I go
The absurdity of all of this
For the poor is even more
Than ever before harder to miss
But I hang on and hope for the best
Seeing absurdity rise and fall
Trying to cope with the rest
Love ya!
Jane
Ron