Stresses of life can wear us down,
Making us sad, making us frown.
We wish that all were noble and nice,
But some have nothing but hearts of ice.
They only see their power and needs,
And we all wonder, is there an end to their greed?
Answers will come, but only in time.
Let us just hope, it’s not the end of the line.
Meanwhile, we’ll wait and have time to think,
So we may as well all have, a good stiff drink.