Whatever it might be
It’s them and not me
Something found you’ll still miss
The thing is…
I can’t put my finger on it
Darkness can never be lit
Never cease nor desist
The thing is…
You’ll find a problem you look for
In colour, creed, or much more
Whether words or a fist
The thing is…
We all bleed one way
Same colour, red – every day
The thing is…
We are all in this.
Together.
