Sad But True
From the earliest days when life went into motion,
we sought out to destroy all within out view.
With the Creator gone, chaos runs rampant
the brother he kills and the sister she steals.
Never have there been a more malevolent sort,
innocence has gone, or was it ever really there?
"My invisible man is better than yours!"
So let’s start a war and see who is right.
Thousands of years later, it still rages on,
dragging in others who have their own problems to sort.
It never fails to astonish me as I look around
to see this race has still not grown.
What once was will always be
sad but true, ’til the end of time