Eyes longing for contact
grasping shrouds, furled brows
sheathing snarles with
stares that penetrate armor
Where did love go
When will love console
Who will pick up shattered dreams
What will be their bequest
Can we ever stop tearing
our young into quarters
grasping their souls
shoving their genitals into their brains
When will the artists
and the lovers of humanity
seize the power to alter
the course of history
Where will we find the wisdom
to instruct the young
that lethal ways, power and control
are but tools of tyrants
Who will step up and be counted
castigating power mongers
railing against greed
standing tall for the impoverished
What will we leave the World
that matters, that reveals our value
as the legacy of decency
that understands and embraces LOVE
Will we go in PEACE?
Will we respect OTHERS?
Will we embrace ECUMENICALISM?
Will we SURVIVE
so they may THRIVE?






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