by Maria Lisa Polegatto
Someday when peace rules the world
When there is nothing more to gain from the earth
We will know what we have lost
The lives of innocent souls that kept the earth alive
Will shine bright for those who still remember them
For others they are stories to be told
For us it is unicorns with their long beams of love
Younger generations will think they are myths
As they will think of the then sea
The roar will be no more
Ions swept up and turned to dust
Trees without leaves that used to flow in the breeze
While peace may eventually grow
War will have torn what we once knew apart
Barren and forlorn it will appear
However, nature will not disappoint
As it lives in spite of those who trample it out
For everything that is created by the Lord never dies.
Someday when peace rules the world
When there is nothing more to gain from the earth
We will know what we have lost
The lives of innocent souls that kept the earth alive
Will shine bright for those who still remember them
For others they are stories to be told
For us it is unicorns with their long beams of love
Younger generations will think they are myths
As they will think of the then sea
The roar will be no more
Ions swept up and turned to dust
Trees without leaves that used to flow in the breeze
While peace may eventually grow
War will have torn what we once knew apart
Barren and forlorn it will appear
However, nature will not disappoint
As it lives in spite of those who trample it out
For everything that is created by the Lord never dies.