The Voice of Protest

The human race is sleeping
Half of us are weeping
Ignorance is creeping
Darkening our way
No teacher is teaching
No plan is far reaching
The hawks of greed are screeching
Poisoning our day

As 'round and 'round and 'round we go
The seeds of misery we sow
'Round and 'round and down we go
Your leader is lost and we don't know

Brother, sister aching
Fear and mistrust making
Giving nought, all taking
Emptying the heart
The pain of not giving
Pretending we're living
No one ever forgiving
The drama of the dead

As 'round and 'round and 'round we go
The seeds of misery we sow
'Round and 'round and down we go
You may well ask which way to go
Your leader is lost and he don't know

Time, he is our Master
More quantity and faster
Directions to disaster
Forgetting all we've learned
The children are searching
Drug-taking and churching
While the old Earth Ship, she's lurching
All on her starry way

As 'round and 'round and 'round we go
The seeds of misery we sow
'Round and 'round and down we go
You may well ask which way to go
Your leader is lost and he don't know

Which way to go?
He don't know



Credits
Writer(s): Donovan Leitch
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