
What will we have left,
after all the wars are won
in this brave new world we've razed?
Broken and bereft;
atom split and damage done.
What will we have left?
Humankind and kindness cleft,
now divided into one,
in this brave new world we've razed.
Masochistic theft;
milking that what's givings' done,
what will we have left?
Sisyphean weights we heft,
nursed on songs of glory sung
in this brave new world we've razed.
Higher hoist the windless wheft,
stained 'surrender' by the sun.
What will we have left
in this brave new world we've razed.
About the Creator
J
I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil


Comments (1)
Good word play.