The gods of old had seemed to lurk and shirk.
The people bowed instead to cons who screamed:
"To solve your problems won't take thought or work!
King ME and you'll have all you ever dreamed!"
"For ME you kill and die! I never lie!"
So many played the stupid game of crime.
So many named the crime 'a loving sigh.'
So many ate the fearful hate filled chyme.
And when (as always) karma killed them dead,
They had a glimpse (but far too late) that hate
Can never plant a flower bed; instead,
It opens wide a hellish galling gate
It tears apart the bonds of love and life;
It teaches each that no-one dared or cared.
Like ravenous wolves in endless strife that's rife
With treason, lies and dead-eyed stares; teeth bared.
Yet far in the distance a different song wafts on the wind.
The sigh of the evergreens sings from the souls of the dead:
"Oh, please don't be fooled yet again by the lies that are ginned.
Don't feed on the meat of the losers who lie and instead:
"Join up with the legions of peace and of love and of light.
Regain your adulthood and hold with the healers of hearts;
With rainbows and those who are weaving a world of delight;
Just love those around you; surround you with builders and arts."
And thus at long last, world peace came to pass on this earth;
The days routinely filled with joy and mirth.
The people felt a planetary birth.
The water flowed in bubbling crystal streams.
The air smelled clean and fresh and filled with dreams.
The dancers danced; a million hugs it seems
Went round this green and loving earth that teems
With trout and robin, spruce and sparkling gleams.
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