Stop the World

Can a man take the world on his shoulders?

Growing ever distant, ever colder-

Can a man take everyone’s problems away;

And carry them, every day?

A beast of burden, marching on,

Will any remember him after he’s gone?

Or overloaded, finally break-

Taken all that he can take?

Or perhaps, aware of the cost

Cry “Stop the world, I wanna get off” ?