cast the die

what's missing is a sense of what is just

our vision is not shaped only by art

we have to live and so we have to trust

words have true power to freeze and combust

but action has received the greater part

what's missing is a sense of what is just

you do not see us as strong or robust

only as weak and ready to depart

we have to live and so we have to trust

in what we have as more than just a crust

over the pain inflicted by each dart

what's missing is a sense of what is just

we have to matter and be more than dust

stirred up by every trader in the mart

we have to live and so we have to trust

that what we are will raise more than disgust

but will inspire some joy in pain-filled heart

what's missing is a sense of what is just

we have to live and so we have to trust