Why, Not Such a Simple Question
The Rise of a New Day
Why is brutality, destruction and more power,
all so important in the desires of mankind,
In the acts of unkindness, hatred and to harm,
Seeming to take control of our mind?
From a time, the dawning of our existence,
must we persist in the violent of all acts,
Then to give an excuse, "no one can be perfect",
despite the proof of all those facts?
Some scientist say, at the root or the cause,
began with what we found on our plate,
Chemicals there, we were unaware,
that had these effects and just by what we all ate.
More aggression we showed, the more consumed,
and made us to pillage and to plunder,
Our lives were gauged, by how we all aged,
and the loss of our teeth, by this blunder.
Were traits of hostility and a rage, just part of a stage,
or genetically placed in each,
After conquests to lust, for it seemed they must,
and then with new goals for all to reach?
Mankind found in his quest, never enough to possess,
something new for him to gain.
Over the ages of life, and his with much strife,
the greed of his wanting more, was so plain.
Man was created by his Mother Nature,
who was married to his Father, that lives on high,
After all, not perfect in every way, seems to be the truth,
no matter how hard we all may try.
More goodness and respect for all of God's world,
is that which all men should now strive,
Our future lives, are now so dependent on this,
and in its realization, for us all to survive.
