Dear World…what has become of us?
Who do we claim to be?
Are we compassionate, tolerant
Or do we chose the word war with too much ease?
Dear World…where is love?
Who are our brothers and sisters,
Lovers and friends?
It seems world…
That we recognize none, tolerate none, love none.
Dear World…
Agony arises
Who have we become?
Self-driven bearers of pain?
Murderers!
Dear World…
Many cry tonight
Because we have forgotten
We have taken all the good
Construed it, warped it, hated it…
And
Made it bleed.
Dear World…
Does anyone care?
Or is it just another news story?
A few moments of tears.
Dear World…
Where shall we go now?
Does my cat contemplate this too?
Sitting on the windowsill
As she regards
The last rose petals drifting to the Earth.
Legends of Green Isle 