(3rd week of October 2020)

Buckle Down

If we rob heaven for earth
what paradise shall remain
If we take our prizes now
what victory is left to gain?

If we fill these pockets full
of all the richness of the land
how will there be anyone
to give our children a helping hand?

If we squander wisdom
for bread and circuses today
who shall unlock tomorrow's hope
Who will know the way?

Our parents' parents on their own
shouldered burdens we've not known
They broke the mountains to break bread
and gave their lives for us instead

Tears were held from our sight
They smiled through the work
No day was ever shorter than
a duty they could not shirk

The age to come will not be
an age arriving served like this
Buckle down your inheritance
if we're to get past the world that is