For The Driver

I feel for the driver

In the aftermath

Of a child who chased a ball

Across his path

For the ones involved

And the most unloved I feel

I feel for the driver

I feel for the soldier

In the throes of war

Sent off to settle someone else's score

For the ones involved

And the most unloved I feel

I feel for the soldier

Every story has two sides

Every coin two faces

I feel for the one who hides

And for the one who chases

I feel for the Lady

In the crimson light

With demand on the left

And judgment on the right

Where the lonely ones

Are the most unloved I feel

I feel for the lonely

I feel for the soldier

I feel for the driver