"Watched Front line's 
‘Struggle for Russia'. 
The trouble is,
we are all in the same boat, aren’t we? 
At the moment  some of us just have better boats." 

There’s nothing in this life
That catches belief
Of Creation’s guiding plan.
The pieces of mankind
That fall to the floor
Are part of the future of man.

The pieces of concrete
And the life blood of man
Mingled in streets near and far
Are part of the progress
That lays waste the land
And darkens the bright burning star.

When the “Proud Beggar smiles
At his atom bomb”.
When his stomach sings its song.
Then excuses profound
Will go round and round
As the things that were right go wrong.

As they look here and there
To focus the blame
And forget the fix they need
The pile gets higher
So does the fire
And the wounds continue to bleed.

Should we just light the fuze
And watch the slow burn
While smoke goes into the air
And stand looking dumb
Til the “Bang” has come
Spreading Hope’s pieces everywhere?

Should we stand back and watch
The world rushing by
Be glad it is not our turn
Or jump into the tide
And risk the wild ride
With the pain that comes as we learn?

Can we make up our mind
To stay in the game
And play with a losing score?
Is the risk just too big
To go quite that far?
Do we want to play any more?

We must play to the end
With all of our skill
And get better as we go.
The lessons we have learned
We must not forget
We may reap what others may sew!