the times we're living of history repeating
are shameful thinning of humane treating

time and time over people fear another
led by drovers they trample and smother

careless, loveless, they wail in despair
and remembering unfairness perpetuate their mare

money and power's regarded as gold
by those who devour ripped hearts cold

by way of deceit stories are told
and in their cheat become centrefold

a war then ensues, inevitably dark bruise,
decimating in uproar populations uncalled for

life itself could not escape
its own consequence, its fate
it teaches what was learned
forgetting stones unturned.

stones of respect,
also of freedom,
of tolerance, we need 'em.
of forgiveness and above,
should one find courage
and consider peace,

then all may find love.