It's hard to hope 
in a world bent on destruction
when the future foreseen 
is dark and brutal

What hope is there to have?
What dream is there to chase?

What is it I can do
to make this world a better place
when this world refuses
to become a better place?

while mankind evolves
humanity regresses

I ask to see how to make
someone's world better

Silence

perhaps a heart's whisper
             raise my children 
             to look out, not in

Then it's not one
but three

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