A Miracle

This world today is a hurting place We have to manoeuvre it with grace Penning about cats, dogs, trees, leaves, and everything in between Trying to survive and not be mean Sunsets, sunrises, and young love Trying to skirt issues and not feel the need for boxing gloves The trouble in the world is human beings The wars, the homeless, poverty, bias, judgments—we need healing Everything wrong in the world is man-made The earth has been betrayed Pointing fingers at one another The list of dirty laundry is like no other We need the beauty of the earth A miracle, and so is our birth United we stand, divided we fall What will be your call? The world will never be fair How can it be when we find it hard to share? I still believe in you and me It is the only way we will ever be free