Under Lock and Key

I wrote this after yet another episode of "Anyone seen my keys?"

Under Lock and Key

If just one wish were given me

That I might change the fate of man,

I’d wish to lose the lock and key,

For that is where mistrust began

No secrets hidden by locked doors,

nor jangling bunch my pockets tear,

no valued things inside locked drawers;

Perhaps we’d learn again to share.

When first into the world we came

We carried nothing; even breath

Was given up for use again

And so it is upon our death

Let gates and doors be left undone

Let strangers come and step inside

Respect and trust each mother’s son

For what on Earth have we to hide

For all the things we think we own

We fool ourselves to think we need

in truth belong to everyone;

the only thing we own is greed