The World on a Brink

Well, the tensions rose in '62, a standoff cold and grim

Nuclear shadows hanging tight, the world looked awfully dim

And the bravest faces in the town, they couldn't hide their dread

With two superpowers at the brink, and history in their head

Some folks always say we're free, our fate is ours to choose

But who speaks for the ones who live with nothing left to lose

In the halls of power, the talks went all through the night

A world on the edge of tears, clung to hope with all its might

The gambit played with human lives, a pawn on a chessboard vast

While families huddled close in fear, praying the storm would pass

But it's the will of people strong, that bends the arc of time