Last Chance Poem by Rik Bertrand

Oh, the pain on these sorrowed days,
life give us time to change our ways.
But, we carry on in an immoral trance,
and give up on our last chance.

We watch a nation fall with pride,
and remember how we all lied.
We carry our hearts with dreadful fear,
hoping and praying the ends not near.

look at love, its full of power,
it stands waiting in a crimson tower.
Its there for the taking, for all mankind,
and only love can change our time.

life cries out with a begging verse,
'dont't destroy my futile earth.'
time will tell of truth and faith,
was it all for the better or just a waste.

REB