Waiting?

What am I waiting for?

Love to come kicking down my door

Free merchandise from the local store

Wishing I had given a little more,

Time spent in pursuit of the past

Impressions gone forever that will never last

As though some wicked spell has been cast

Never thought my country could be destroyed this fast,

Trying to dream away the tragedy at night

Trying to impart some kind of wisdom with all my might

The future seems painted with uncertainty and fright

My bed adrift at sea until dawn’s early light,

What am I waiting for?

A government to save me that’s rotten to the core

I can see the bodies of troops floating on the shore

Holographic images diving into the floor,

What am I waiting for?

An end to the blood and gore

The arrival of my savior

The end to the suffering of the poor,

What am I living for?

Pleasures and thrills galore?

For my wounded spirit to soar

To live under the illusion of folklore,

Listening to the whispering wind

Tell me just one person who hasn’t sinned

When they find me please notify next of kin

Waiting in a world that lacks compassion.