The moon was once unreachable,
The blind were once unteachable.
Then rockets reaching space invented,
Then paper became raised and indented.
If there is a will -there is a way,
If there is need -it will have its day.
Human resolve is beyond perception,
of a current mindset in reflection.
One mans suffering and another royaled,
One childs hungry and another spoiled.
War over whose God is more real,
or wanting drugs forced to steal.
Homes lost in a jobless crisis,
Mindless games played on devices.
Life becomes a game of endurance,
Till greed won, we all had insurance.
When we can all learn to live without fear,
Peace will come, then it will be a Happy New Year!
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