Halfway

I wear a three piece suite,
Hold a job each day.
Walk the streets alone,
lord knows I have bills to pay.
But when I go home
I fall on my knees to pray.
Ordering dinner and the news is on.
more deaths around us,
more babies born.
time stands still for no man
as we carry on.

"Pieces all around me,
they crumble and fall.
loneliness surrounds me
with crowded halls.
I pray to God to change this world.
Yet unanswered they go,
Unheard."

My nice warm bed
calls to me.
Comfortable in my skin,
the wall close in.
Even though I know outsides
a fire.
My luxuries, between us,
will crumble and fall.
My prayers unanswered as
with no hope at all.
As we watch the outside,
felling out of control
With thoughts of incompleteness,
inside us resides.

""
The morning comes,
back to the grind.
With a thought
in the back of my mind.
It begins when I meet half way.