Stolen Words

You said today is your very worst day Until yesterday or till tomorrow But if today is your very worst day What will you do what about tomorrow? These stolen words have become swords Too long, too strong to be ignored Selfless and with compassion And when you take a look outside To see your neighbors and your tribe Where's all your selfless and compassion? You talk to your god But you won't talk to me Some secret silence lies behind those green eyes But if today is your very worst day Grab my hand we'll reach out for tomorrow Are you still listening?