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In a fractured world we are Ungrounded and untethered, Facing the vexed question: how long Do we have to manage this change Weighing down on us. Driven to the edge we walk on the rim of A circle, its centre no longer within our reach. With an inner voice forever asking What is at hand? We long for a return to a time When we were innocent in our world When its order was known and unbroken And our children could live Unfailing lives. Old certainties are now lost Views held when our lives Were small and enclosed with The firm ground of faith and trust Under our feet. Doubting that all will carry their weight And work for the common good, we stand Before the future looking for answers In a shifting world. |
