Of this violence,
of these wars,
of this pain,
of rapes,
of murders,
of tortures,
of killings,
again, and again and again,
how great is the shame,
the shame upon the human race,
and what a fate has humankind brought to devastate,
brought to devastate anyone with feelings,
and sentience upon this beautiful place,
this beautiful Earth,
that in heaven,
amongst the stars,
that does rightly take its place,
and apparently in heaven there is such beauty,
but upon the Earth there is hell on Earth,
made by man,
and caused at such a sickening pace,
and how sad it is,
that upon war we seem to fixate,
but why we cannot fixate upon peace,
I do not know,
but it is not too late,
not too late,
and if we collaborate in a more effective way,
we could change the world for the better,
but humans are so used to tragedy,
and there is glory in bravery,
but some think that there is permanent glory,
in a glorious death,
but there is more glory,
in saving human life,
now should not we begin to save it more efficiently,
whilst we still have some human life,
upon the Earth left.
