WISING UP III
We’ve been potential in the universe
Since the shebang first burst into its being
Awaiting that bright time it would disburse
Creatures like us born capable of seeing,
Who’d ultimately grow to comprehend
The Cosmos with our sciences and wit
Predicting even where it all might tend
And where in its progression we might fit.
Our challenge is to keep our heads on straight
For our propensity is to grow bent
Turned from good ends by jealousy and hate
That undermine our loving sentiment.
For amity and peace long to endure
Depends on whether humans can mature.