Problems, Problems and more problems

I can’t get it away

It’s stacked here in my conscious

My heart is crying

As I see all the suffering

But what can I do?

I’m not a prophet,

I’m more like a hobbit,

I can’t walk on water,

I can’t undo those problems

Give me your hand,

Let us help each others,

Cause as they all say,

We all are sisters and brothers