The verb, Not the noun.

Always so much to think about,
So much to say,
So many worries,
Some, very far away,
So many sad,
So many angry,
Everyone running,
At their own angle,

To much to handle,
I hear them say,
I have my own problems,
When will this all just go away,
What about us,
We matter too,
What about me,
And you,

What about them,
Over there,
Why didn't anyone say anything,
When they were here,
Why would we want to help,
We need it too,
It is not fair,
I have never even met you,

But here we are,
So many people,
So many worries,
So many blurry and hurried,
We are all just crashing,
Smashing head on,
Our fights are the same,
We are in the same pond,

We just need to huddle,
Like the verb,
Not the noun,
We have the same unanswered questions,
More than just a common ground,
We have the same wants and needs,
Even when we flee,
We need to proceed,

It is time to unite,
Get the circle going,
Get answers for all the unknowings,
When will there be help,
Why does this keep happening,
Why is no one to blame,
When things do not change,
For only the wind can make the windmill spin again,

We need to stop running, in different circles,
We are in the same field,
Lets group together,
To make a trail,
It is not a race,
But the path of life,
We are on the same team,
So we should act like it,

If someone falls over,
We all stop and help,
When people get tired,
We all take a breath,
When the time comes,
And you're to old to run,
Its time for a break,
You can cheer the rest on,

Everyone tripping,
And being stepped on,
People not caring,
About those being left behind,
Those times could be in the past,
If we would all just run together,
It's time,
Let's all make a huddle,

The verb
Not the noun.

By: Robin L.A. Shaw