The Ruins Of Day
Where's the day's glory?
news of war, hatred, unrest
poverty and suffering
humanity struggling
on the brink---
there's nothing
edifying
but the ruins of hope
the heart of despair
everywhere

what and who
would save the world?
false ideals and promises flourish
guile and ambiguity
mar every beauty
and joys so few and fragile
find no home to stay
there seems no answer
to the most devout prayer

but still the leaders smile
and shake hands
dine in gorgeous dinners
and proclaim:
' A new era is dawning '
( documents are signed and sealed)
their pictures appear next day
in every world city
they are proud and happy--

time runs its course
everything is as before

amidst the plethora of words
humanity is crying
it's dying
does anyone give a damn?

No Phoenix
shall rise
from these
man- created ashes

would there be
any hope at all?
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