The future My future
Your future Who knows
what wars will be waged
within our own souls
hope lost from lives taken
no rooom left for salvation
The terror The termoil
The hate for a nation
opinions of one spread
wide like a cancer
leaving us empty in
the search for an answer
but if we stay true to
what makes us great
no longer will they have
the power to dictate


Very thought provoking poem, why cant't we humans make love not war? why is there so much hate? let all nations unite, for the sake of mankind.