Into A New Millennium Poem by Gert Strydom

The world was falling apart
with war, poverty and incurable disease
and some had too much
and others nothing
while we counted down time
into a new millennium,
I wondered if the next thousand years
would be much better
or still worse?

Would man find it in himself
to help his fellow man,
or would he use technology
to end all life?

Only time would tell
and I would not be able to know,
when time stretched pass me.