How Many

a man once sang out
he rang out
how many roads
must a man walk down
can we lay it down
we’re still asking
still finding the chords
still writing the songs
that ask all the hard
questions the battles
still rage young men die
children hungry
politicians lie preachers
run laps for the money
we search for the truth
for proof there are
answers the planners
time passes and
somewhere a bell rings
a man sings
how many times
all the bombs
forever banned and
a little girl picks up
her weapon to fix up
and strikes all the chords
that she knows and the
words that ask it that cry
for those in the between
the man who once sang
about roads about dreams
about cries all who die
how many times
must a man walk down
til we’re found