A thick white cloud across the sky

     Our land it seems to span -

And yet it covers not the deeds

     That man bestows on man.


Below, some upward branches stretch

     Black fingers to the sky –

But human hate between mankind

     They simply can’t deny.


They throw their shadows in the lake

     Which quiver in the breeze.

It seems to them that warring man

     Nothing can appease.


Our lives upon this earth are short

      And yet we cry for war.

What causes these bad wars to start?

    The same thing, I am sure:  


Imposing rules that make no sense;

     Constraint, repression, fear.

They’re not ingredients of love

     Of that I’m very clear.    


The years roll in, the years roll out,

     But does it not seem strange,

That though this world evolves and grows,

     We humans never change?



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