There Is Hope: A Poem
If we could sum up victims of all history wars
then try to match them to our cultural reach
so sad and so pathetic would be our score
with every love sermon we dare to preach.
Blinded by glitter of technology we've got
we have not evolved since Atilla the Hun
despite all progress that science brought
there's nothing really new under the sun.
We still hate, rob, seize and steal
with pretense on menu of relations
our true agendas we so ably conceal
lying to ourselves, and to other nations.
But since we invented hope, it must exist
deep in our hearts beyond all this mess
and we can achieve all so far missed
I don't know for sure --- but I guess.