Is lasting global peace an intangible imagination
Has it escaped from the grace of earnest promise.
Does it fall through outstretched hands as porous sand
And now assume the solitude of illusion’s barren frame.
Will children forever be ensnared by its anguish deep
And widows wear the sackcloth of ritual lamentation
Over the fatal disintegration of treasured family bonds,
While fatigued fathers curse the endurance of combat.
Will we constantly live with the presence and news of wars
Where the presence of tranquility simply disintegrates into
The strife of bombardment and the barrage of conflict, to
Eclipse the sincere hope of reassuring and lasting concord.
Will the chapters of existence, but only hence sadly recite, the
Steady accompaniment of tragedy and death with hostilities,
As the frequency of catastrophic battle adopts the constancy of time
That all then lie conquered under the flag of helpless surrender.
Has humanity failed in its obligation to avert this course
And will limb, life and blood line the paths to no escape
Where there is no refuge from the ghoulish nightmares
That torture the captive and the apparent free likewise.
Slumber not, ye responsibility of humanity, amid the carnage
Allowing battle’s transgression to perpetuate its will, till harmony
In capitulation hath no recourse, when all cataclysmic occurs
Living none to truly attend to the reconciliation of harmony.