FEET ON THE GROUND

 
A heart full of love
Is blessed from above
A soul without pain
Is a winner in this game
We call it life
Reality
It can cut like a knife
Insanity
Where you have a lost mind
Joy you just can’t find
You are running out of time
But some have it easy
No bother at all
They can afford to be choosy
Walk so tall
They never seem to fall
In the winters of living
They wear a golden shawl
Life is full of giving
Their gifts are constant
Coins are frequent
No problems at all
They are loved so much
By an angel they have been touched
If only they knew
How lucky they are
Their sky is always blue
They are guided by a silver star
Someone, something from a far
Is watching over them
A broken heart is something they have heard of
But that agony is for others
They are protected by white feathers
They tell people to pull themselves together
What would they know?
What it’s like to be low?
To feel despair
To have no one who cares
To battle through life
Everything nice
Seems to pass them by
Tears they cry
Are never seen by us
They don’t cause a fuss
Just carry on living
Giving
To those who have it all
To those who run
Whilst they crawl
If you are happy in your perfect world
Your path is made from gold
You always have a hand to hold
Remember those who’s souls you have sold
Those who are always cold
Hurting
So undeserving
Next time you pass those people
Walk by their side
Wipe away tears they cry
Look through their eyes
Listen to their sounds
Keep your feet on the ground