In the face of all the atrocities we commit
What is there to do but to keep on with our lonely existence
In the hopes that one day
In no near future of this world
We will clean our house
Master our urges
Know all before we tamper
And leave this plane
For the next to come to know:
We have stumbled
We have fallen
But you must not
We are beyond hope
But learn and you shall triumph
See our mistakes and condescend
If you do it means you have done better
That is all I ask
I have faith you will provide