Like infinite electrons
circling the nucleus of life
Creating happiness and dissension
finding love and also strife
Like a bundled up new born child
we travel hand in hand
Touching every problem
never solving the crisis of our land
We sometimes play at grown-up
at other times we just play
Sometimes we give to one another
but,...then we steal it away
We live in an eternal circle
never finding the beginning or end
We count ourselves lucky
if we end up with just one friend
Time stops at every heart beat
to Gage the progress we make
Measuring the good done for others
or the hatred because of mistakes
But,... through it all
it measures about the same
We are all still small children
playing at a cosmic game.