Lost And Found

I used to hear them say of bad news, when it rains then it pours

Fitting for a generation yearning out for more

A story of the ancients etched in relics from before

Faded echoes that survive this vicious cycle that we mourn

No telling how much pain a people can ignore

How much heartache can communities endure?

How much of the problem is systemic and ensured?

How much profit over people can executives procure?

Tension on my conscience, feel it wrenching at the core

The walls are closing in, I need an exit to explore

When precious opportunity comes knocking at the door

Will you dive into the waters or keep standing at the shore?