We are a work in progress, human beings,
With our contentious, dangerous disagreeings,
And we’ve the power to end the whole shebang
Unlike our kin with only tooth and fang.
How much abuse can this poor world endure
Until our wretched race may find a cure
For our most manifest insanity,
The rotten core of our humanity?
Can we evolve into a super race
Distinguished for our amity and grace
As saints and sages have exhorted us,
Or must our future be more ominous?
There is no way to live well by the sword;
It’s only peace and love that bring accord.