By Gary Sosnick ©1998

I Woke up, to a world in tatters with violence splattered on the screen.
Oh Dear! Forests are tumblin' while the garbage is dumped into the seas.
I thought we had figured this out and covered it all before.
Rat Blast! Must have forgotten that the war creeps back to your door.

There was a time when we marched and gathered.
It now appears as though my friends have all gone away.
I could use your arms around me--
I can't save this world all by myself.

How 'bout a glass of nice pure water flowing right from the tap?
Fat Chance! Maybe you'll move when the trouble lands right in your lap.
Where was I when the schools stopped teaching that the world was a poor and fragile place?
No doubt it's your bank account that now brings that smile to your face.

I can remember when we stood together.
But now it seems as though my friends have all gone away.
I could use some arms around me--
I can't save this world all by myself.

I am certain, stomp and rave to keep the earth from splitting in two.
I don't ever hesitate when I confronted with benevolent points of view.
So you're thinking, "What's the big deal? There's still quite a bit to enjoy."
Good Grief! It's never as simple as knowing who and what to avoid.

My favorite song from "Gift" from the ones I wrote. The song has a Broadway-like quality that shines through with, as Tom Schulte eloquently described, "Asta's full custom soprano."