Prayers for a Humanity That Cannot See
I pray for a humanity that cannot see.
Lifetimes pursuing a pointless dream.
If I shout it from the rooftops or scream into the void
they’ll finally seek no more to destroy.
Lay down their arms, their fingers of blame,
tear down the walls of ignorance and shame.
Cross the divide and take down the towers
of those to whom they’ve given their power.
But alas I find they don’t want to fix.
Choosing life over death – the puppetmaster’s trick.
Heartbreaking and tragic the decision they’ve made
I watch as together they dig their own grave.
Like the death-watch beetle I speak forth their doom –
No longer later, it’s coming quite soon.
Shifting my gaze from repair to surrender
visions of new I now can remember.
The seeds have been planted, builders coming through
it’s the new world that beckons to those who see true.