By Abogada
Submitted by abogadalbny
Date: 2007 Jun 06
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Somehow

Being a lawyer
And seeing the bad guys win--
It’s a lot to think over
And a lot to drink over.
In a world where I thought
I could make a difference
Some days
I barely make a scratch.

I believed in you
And still do
And I don’t know how
to have the conversation
Where I explain
That we lost
That I lost anyway

I don’t know how
God gave me the words
To tell you
That even in loss
You were right
I don’t know how
To make the phone call
Of defeat
And remorse.
I wish we lived in a world
That made it right
But today, we don’t.

Yet we keep going
I keep going
Somehow.