Powerless

I cannot turn the tide
or the moon that affects it,
I can’t stop the Earth from spinning
or its eliptical trajectory.

I cannot turn the stars black
or the gas clouds that create them,
I can’t bring the dead back to life
or stop the sadness, for them.

I cannot change how people feel
or how the heart wants more,
I can’t alter the time that passes
or the futures endless progress.

I was so lost for so long
I didn’t want to be around,
it was all a bit of a falsehood
I was powerless to resist.