Waiting For A Miracle

Leonard waited for a miracle,

Something divine to see him through,

Now it’s miracle, or apocalypse,

Either one will do,

I feel a sense

Of ambivalence,

Not sure I care if we make it through,

In this uncertain confusion,

I just seek a conclusion,

A miracle, or the apocalypse,

Either one will do.

A world that’s on the brink,

Well, we’ve seen that show before,

Still somehow, I think,

Right now, the stakes are something more,

Potential cataclysm,

Right down to the planet’s core,

Our own narcissism,

Blinds us from what lies in store,

Glass half full, half empty,

This is what I’ve found,

Doesn’t matter which you see,

When there’s no one left around,

You can take your optimism,

Let positivity abound,

See life through your prism,

Somehow you still will drown,

Sixteen-year-olds screaming,

”What the hell have you done?”

You’ve known that this was coming,

That there’d be nowhere left to run,

You’ve mortgaged out our future,

Traded it for Kingdom Come,

Now we’re desperate and unsure,

If there’s naught that can be done,

Waiting for a miracle,

Something divine to see us through,

Miracle, or apocalypse,

Frankly either one will do,