A Lost Ideal
We are forced within
A denominator
By luck and chance alone
Forgetful, they discern
The sins of ancestors
And wallow in
Divisions of every leaf
On a single tree
A hemisphere coldens
As the other basks in sun
A frosty planet shoves away
All its hope and union
Bareness is the fear
For this world lost in ice
Distrust, inhuman rust
Grows in the winter
Hypocrites take center stage
To ridicule ignorance
Every move they calculate
And every value thrash.
Distrusting all that
Cannot be quantified,
Robotic joy defeats
Feeling and beauty
Among two-thirds of human life
Heroes scream for rights
To thunderous applause
Accepting the death
Of the yearly millionth
Who meets meaningless
Fate
As a hero otherwise.
Freedom can choose
The winds of pleasure's quest
Or the waiting ocean
That only brings us home
Away from the discord
And our condemnation
Of fallen family members long
Neglected and ignored
Darkness attacks us
And that's okay
For through evil
The good is seen
Thank you for sharing
All the joy we do
For all we have is life
And they, the cherished
Perfection awaits Man
When contemporaries love
By virtue of their nature
And shrink the distance
That plagues our lives
Until there’s Heaven
Where we may chill at last
And unite forever
So why be down-to-earth
When we naturally fly?
Why fear your people so
When in life we tie?
Why scoff at the ideal
When it shows us why
Life is more than DNA
And we are here to stay
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