How likely is it there will come a day
When we resign from predator and prey,
Retiring that unseemly meme from our
Vocabulary, giving up on power?
The power of love, however, shall endure
Not as a weapon, though, but as a cure
For what has made us adversarial,
Releasing us from that demonic spell.
“Not likely,” you’ll unhesitantly say,
“For conflict is the universal way,
Contending forces seeking dominance,
Each with its agenda to advance.”
Yet I’ll reply: cooperation will
Prevail as peace and love all conflicts still.