Uncertain times unsettle human minds
We live without our choices well defined
A fog of grey encompasses our thought
Wonder from what pedlars we have bought
In the mirror seek but cannot find
Like the one eyed man can lead the blind
We can live without complete design
Else we tighten, tense and overwrought
Uncertain times
Trust is lacking, for the lost we pine
Life and death seem not to be aligned
All those little rules our teachers taught
Do not seem to give us peace from excess thought
As through the world we walk as if it’s mined
At certain times
How my heart sings 