It is a sad thing
for a valiant soul
to have his tale
be left untold
because of hate
and envy, rage,
because he was not born
just quite the same.
We forget the peace,
and why we war,
forget the things
worth fighting for.
We do not stand up
against the wrong.
Nowadays,
we cheer it on.
If change
is what you're delving for
deep inside
this world of lore,
where history
had met its match
then rose above
to reform that path.
You will not find it now
because we are not led
instead we fight
ourselves to death.
So, change, ha!
It cannot be made with one
we must team up,
us under the sun,
including beasts
who walk on fours
and the babes
yet to be born.
If we can reach out
helping hands
then, indeed,
together we can
too, reform
this world of ours.
We'll rise above
to claim the stars,
but not forget
our Earth, our first
where we were
almost at our worst.
Though it's only
twenty-ten
I believe we can
begin again.