Many of her precious children will see the light no more
We've become a world of fighting: where too many hold the gun
The universe is slowly dying: just look at what we've begun
There once was a peaceful sharing and a gracious harmony
People were then more caring and supportive of being free
But now we've tasted of violence and fighting fills our mind
We've put down our olive branches: war bills have been signed.
When will the day of caring become our most celebrated day?
When will the moment come when we can put our weapons away?
Is this just a fantasized reality that exists only in my poetic soul?
Or is it reasonable to think that non violence will be everyone's goal?