O Humanity, a paradox you weave, A tapestry of brilliance, yet naive. With hearts that ache for beauty and for peace, You wage wars, and find no sweet release.
You reach for stars, with minds that yearn to know, Unraveling the cosmos, secrets yet to show. You paint with passion, sculpt with finest art, A symphony of voices, tearing at the heart.
But shadows lurk, in greed and selfish pride, A callous touch that leaves the world to hide. Divisions rise, where walls of hatred stand, Brother against brother, a blood-stained land.
Yet still you rise, with spirit unconfined, A flicker of compassion for the ones you’ll find. In acts of kindness, bridges start to mend, The light of hope, a promise that will ascend.
O Humanity, a constant work in progress, A flawed creation, with a boundless regress. But in your struggle, lies the chance to be, The best version of yourself, for all eternity.
So let us strive, with all our might and main, To conquer darkness, with love’s gentle rain. For in your hands, the future finds its hold, A story yet unwritten, waiting to unfold
