Easier

Is it easier to weep

When everyone is in despair

Can you grasp on to the hope

That you’re riding through unclean air

Can you grasp on to the thought

That maybe you’re just one

One of those many faces

One that isn’t done

Is it easier to cry

When everyone is in despair

Can you grasp on to the fears

That lie beneath the surface, everywhere

Can you hold to the hope

Can you grasp onto the tears

Is life that never-ending swell

Of combatants and combating fears

Is it easier to live

To turn a blinding eye

To those who also feel the pain

Those who cannot  try

Can you look inside yourself

See that blue and empty earth

Is it living that is empty here

Or just an unclaimed hearse