I’m watching and I’m waiting

As the world keeps rolling by

For a time when all lives matter

And no-one has to die

For the crime of simply being

At the wrong time and wrong place

When someone takes a hating to

The colour of your face.

I’m watching and I’m waiting

And the world keeps spinning round.

How many more folk must we

Place six feet in the ground,

Before we finally get the fact

There’s no us or them or other?

We are different, sure, but inside

We’re just sister and brother.

I’m watching and I’m waiting

While the world turns around the sun.

To never hear again of lives stopped short

From the barrel of a gun.

“Eye for an eye, makes the whole world blind”

Is what Mahatma said.

Yet, still, so many decades on,

We keep counting up the dead.

I’m watching and I’m waiting

As the world revolves again.

But I simply cannot figure why

Someone wants to inflict pain

On a fellow human being

Based on the colour of their skin.

When we’ve all finished being supreme

What have we left to win?

I’m watching and I’m waiting

And the world just keeps rotating.

There’s footage on my TV screen

Of cities burned by so much hating.

But the news isn’t old, from days gone past,

Of which we hoped we’d taken leave,

It’s fresh, it’s now, sparked by one young man

Whose voice cried, “I can’t breathe”.

I’m still watching, I’m still waiting

And the world keeps rolling by.