Why in this world does there have to be
so much greed and tragedy?
Are we humans that helpless
that we can't see?
It's like we are blind
and afraid to look
at what we've become
and what little it took.
We can't find peace.
We've lost our way.
Did we ever have it?
Didn't enough of us pray?
Peace doesn't come from praying I've found.
For there are billions who pray.
Prayers abound.
So how do we attain it,
what can we do?
Let's turn off the ritual
and let the truth break through.
We've depended on God to do our work
while in our hearts hate does still lurk.
Wherever there's hate
love can't get through.
Wherever there's love
hate can't get through.
So in this world there doesn't have to be
so much greed and tragedy.
We are not helpless. We just need to see
the beauty that's ours eternally.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem