Trying To Live Right Poem by Tim Rawson

Setting here alone
Writing this poem
My mind drifts away again

To an earlier time
When I was on the find
Of every thing this world could offer

The days slipped away
As young uns' we would play
Till the sun hid it's shining face

The pain made no gain
Like a freighter in the rain
Blurry and blemished is what we'd see

Directions that we took
Mountains that we climbed
Just a taste of what lay ahead

The way of the world
Through all different eyes
No two thoughts were ever the same

The good the bad
All the rich and the poor
Mankind as a whole, its so sad

Thinking back now
Of where I came from
Forty years ago I guess I was blessed

I dont like pain
And sure despise hate
I'm so glad I'm not like the rest

Sing me one song
Of no war and no crime
Sing it to the world out loud

Lets make peace within our time
And try to control what we have
The bright lights ahead are making me blind
Lets love before we run out of time