Sagacity's Song Poem by Carol Anne Bundy

Sages of the ages, can you believe
That the world is still not free?
Of anger, hatred and contempt, that killing fosters glee?
Can you believe what we've become, how it must aggrieve.

New dawn you spoke, forever on eve,
Truth a collective decree,
But cowards in apathy, hailing catastrophe
World gone mad, wailing shrieks, agony and disbelief.

And shaking your heads, you softly ask
Was it only the languid wind?
That heard the words, dared to hope, future near and dear.

Depending upon humanity's task,
Revenge and greed rescind.
Finding ourselves asking, at last,
Are we prepared to hear?