March of the innocent by Ana M M
Reflection on world’s current tragedies
In the shadows of power, ego’s cruel embrace,
Egomaniacs led us to a dark and harrowing place.
With greed as their compass, and money their guide,
They plunged us into war, where countless lives died.
The drums of destruction, they beat with no end,
As the world wept for lives that would never mend.
Innocence lost, like stars in the night,
Futures stolen, their dreams taken in flight.
War’s bitter harvest, sown by the avaricious,
Left a scar on our souls, oh, how insidious!
Families shattered, communities torn,
In the name of enrichment, a world left forlorn.
Yet in the midst of the chaos, a glimmer of hope,
For in unity and love, we find a way to cope.
Let’s remember the fallen, the price that was paid,
And strive for a world where such leaders are swayed.
To honor lost lives, let peace be our goal,
And rise above egomaniacs who hunger for control.
For in unity and compassion, we’ll find our way,
To a world where love conquers, and war’s price we won’t pay.
In the aftermath’s silence, we search for a light,
A path out of darkness, a future that’s right.
The scars of the past may never fully fade,
But together we stand, not dismayed.
With empathy’s grace and compassion’s embrace,
We’ll mend what was broken, restore love in this place.
No longer enslaved by the ego’s cruel might,
We’ll rebuild our world, in the name of what’s right.
Egomaniacs’ folly, a history we’ve known,
Their lust for more power, a seed badly sown.
We’ll learn from the past, break free from their spell,
For it’s love, not money, that makes our world well.
In the hearts of the people, a fire will burn,
A desire for peace, a lesson to learn.
To reject the false idols, their greed and their lies,
And together we’ll soar, like birds in the skies.
With unity as our weapon, and justice our shield,
In the battle for peace, our fate we shall wield.
Though war’s bitter memory forever remains,
In the ashes of conflict, a new world sustains.
The lost lives we honor, their sacrifice true,
Shall inspire our journey, our purpose we’ll pursue.
In the face of egomaniacs, we’ll rise strong and free,
For love, not for money, our beacon shall be.
