Ten years from now, what issues in our news Will disappear, no longer troubling us? If I could pick, there’s one foremost I’d choose So we’d no longer have such strain and fuss. First off, of course, I’d start with dreadful war, The worst of all the evils in the world, Which only lunatics would not deplore, A state where we’re in endless terror hurled, A fundamental cause of which is greed, The lust for power and supremacy, From which by only love may we be freed So we may live in health and harmony. What would it take to bring about this state? The sanity to choose love over hate.
The quote above occurred to me last night While I had pen and paper near to write Beside my bed, as often I will do When thoughts occur that later I’ll pursue, Though sometimes what I meant is enigmatic, Like radio transmissions marred by static.
While often inconvenient, still these clues Are messages to treasure from my Muse And by the light of day to weave into The fabric of a verse for pleasing you, Dear reader, meant to elevate your mood.
For all that we’ve discovered and invented Throughout the course of human history, Though some of it must surely be lamented, Much will be praised by all posterity. Whatever’s served the purposes of war And other kinds of deviant aggression We must amend and earnestly deplore, While making love our paramount profession. That sapience for which we’re doubly named Has yet to manifest itself outright, And till we well express what we’ve proclaimed, We shall remain our planet’s shameful blight. Now is the time for humans to arrive At wisdom that can keep us all alive.
What next in evolution might emerge On planet Earth will doubtless be our doing, And maybe even now we’re on the verge Of what is worthiest for our pursuing. What would that be but further to enhance That sapience for which we’re doubly named, Amounting to our noblest advance Beyond the follies for which we’ve been blamed. Wisdom indeed is our implicit goal, What every human should be striving for; Without attaining that we can’t be whole, Yet finally achieving it, we’ll soar, The highest state we hope to realize Is mastering the art of being wise.