Spring

There’s a fall
In democracy
There’s a rise
In autocracy
I look to the future
But it’s closed to meWe’ve grown
To 8 Billion strong
Doubled in 50 years
That’s not long
I grew in that time
But I’m only oneRelatively it’s been
A season of creation
A spring after winter
Such co-operation
But this can change
Winter lurks in rotation