Is it speed,
it is time,
is it expense,
when is it a crime?
Faster faster faster you say,
cheaper cheaper find another way.
Do it right,
for the first time’s a blight.
We’ve learnt and studied,
practiced and wept,
tried till till our bloody fingers,
ran down our forearms it crept.
When will you learn,
when will you see,
that the peace starts,
with you and me.
Your miserable nature,
your apathetic stance,
your hope of times,
doesn’t make much sense.
We yearn for love,
we yearn for joy,
we want happiness,
to be full inside.
As they march,
and rock the boat.
Across Canberra town,
Its a people’s moat.
Yet here I pray and cry out loud,
that this times different make it proud.
Senses turned down against the crowd,
where my quantum awareness is bound to be found.