Situation At Hand Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Situation At Hand
Written by: Wilfred Mellers
Monday, August 4,2014


The band plays it loud but you are not listening
Words sung behind a beat but you are not hearing
Come on, we can't be all that dumb
Dance fools for your tomorrow soon come

By the ballot, bullet, or the gun
Before you know it, you are done
One by one they take us out
We all recognize without a doubt

We film, we text, we social cam
Soon there will be no one to give a damn
Listen to the music for it's playing for you
Doesn't matter Christian, Muslim, or Jew

I'm not a revolutionary just an observer of the times
The writing is on the wall filled with signs
Get on board before you are left behind
Those who are left won't be treated kind

Listen to the voice for it is calling
Get up on your feet and stop crawling
The time is at hand so stop stalling
Sooner or later with them you will be brawling

Gone the way of the native
You chose not to listen to the narrative
Gave you all I had to give
Get up, stand up, wake up and live