Clarity is never so obvious
When the opaque has blurred the lines
And time doesn’t have all the answers
Or a safe route through all life’s set mines
There’s little option when there are only two paths
When all the shadows are dismissed out of turn
So where is the freedom of will foretold
When life has set incursions and irons that burn?
Murky is not so veiling
When the dirt has paved the way
And rights can make the worst wrong
As defences slip and events arise to take aim
Sometimes backwards is the only way forwards
When battle lines are drawn for a defeat at hand
So how can they say you must press onward
As life grips downwards in pools of quick sand?