Enter The Poet - To The Hidden Rhythm

The world is not a happy place, but it could be
We can be blind to the truth, while others can see

It does not have to be about gain, but it is for now

We could care about sorrow, do you know how

Look up and see the sun, does it still shine

Does its glow belong to you, or is it mine

How hard is it, to do the thing which is good

To do what we might, or even what we could

So turn your back to me, my words may sting

Sometimes an aware mind is an incredible thing