When does Life not have its challenges? But during these past three years, I’ve felt as unsettled as ever I can remember. You as well?
© Steven E. Cutts, 2022
a Studio C recording, November 2022
Uneasy is not easy; uneasy takes its toll.
Uneasy shakes your confidence; it nibbles at your soul.
Uneasy sneaks up slowly; it’s different from a loud and sudden fright.
It rankles and unsettles, and confounds you in the middle of the night.
There’re way too many questions; answers far too few;
And then there’s always something that pop ups and is brand new.
You are thrown off balance, like you’re tossing on a dark and stormy sea.
Uneasy sounds discordant when what you need is four-part harmony.
Get through today; brace for tomorrow; savor all the joy that you can beg, steal, or borrow.
Uneasy loves company; you are not alone; you’re not alone.
In topsy-turvy times like this, it is fair to want some rest.
We’re all a little jumpy; we’re rarely at our best.
We’re searching for some calming words, instead we get an eerie pantomime.
Uneasy gradually wears us down a millimeter at a time.
Get through today; brace for tomorrow; let’s savor all the joy that we can beg, steal, & borrow.
Uneasy loves company; we are not alone; we’re not alone.
It rankles and unsettles; it disturbs our sleep at night.
Uneasy sneaks up slowly; it’s not a loud or sudden fright.
Uneasy shakes our confidence; it nibbles at our soul, nibbles at our soul.
Uneasy is not ever, ever likely to make the wounded whole.
Uneasy’s never easy; uneasy takes its toll.