And the song of modernity blared out
Life's rules were the same as jazz, and
Everything depended on pretty much nothing
But now all the billions of us,
Watch as the song of modernity
Crumbles to silence.
We see rising numbers, vanishing lives
Sickness dances in the breeze
Like an angry ballerina
Wrecking havoc on the past, present,
And future
And the whole world, all the billions of us
Are searching, praying, hoping, crying,
For one word and one word only:
Healing
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