because that's what we do
but it'll be an empty shell
when the future comes a knockin'
when the future comes a knockin'
when tomorrow's at our door
what today is what we dream of
will tomorrow be no more
the gold and silver that we hord
because we fear what comes
we'll give away for a loaf of bread
when the future comes a knockin'
when the future comes a knockin'
when tomorrow's at our door
what today is worth a fortune
will tomorrow make us poor
the faith we have in government
well it is fading fast
we'll see them as the enemy
when the future comes a knockin'
when the future comes a knockin'
when tomorrow's at our door
what today we all believe in
will be what we all abhor
we walk the streets today in peace
we walk with little fear
but steets will be like battle grounds
when the future comes a knockin'
when the future comes a knockin'
when tomorrow's at our door
where today we greet our neighbour
will be where we're all at war
i write these words in disbelief
that i have come to this
that i look out with fear and grief
'cause i hear the future knockin'
'cause the future is a knockin'
and tomorrow's at our door
if we can not save ourselves from us
what worth is all our lore?
if you liked this you might also like "for our sons and daughters too"
Do you have music for your poems? If not, I'd be interested in working with you.
ReplyDeletefeel free to put music to anything you like
ReplyDeleteno need for my input - unless of course you become rich and famous as a consequence :-)
credit the source would be enough though if i discovered someone in some distant country was singing my words without crediting me i'd still be chuffed - who wouldn't eh
Gods gift: our soul, peeks out sometimes
when poets fall in love
for every cell of being cries
the praise of God above
and from such love come mighty things
an infinite surprise
of poets new who'll speak of love
and open all our eyes
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