I can find no peace
In this world of mine.
There's always something more to do,
Always another war to fight.
Why must I always be on guard;
Always on defense?
Does this needless evil,
Ever have an end?
No time to read a book,
No time to sip my tea.
No time to ponder a riddle,
Or admire the majestic sea.
No time to wonder idly,
While dangling my legs out o'er the lake,
What its like to be in love,
Or what it's like to feel death's ache.
I wish I had the time.
I wish there were some peace.
I wish I had time to write it out,
And win love's sympathy.