God curse the rich
The powerful
The famous
Those in control
Of our destiny
Mostly related
To postcode
Country of origin
Or colour of the skin

We are all born equal
In the eyes of compassion
All struggling to fulfil
The destiny granted
By the gods above
But tharwted by systems
Of inequality

Our little lonely planet
Alone out there
In the milky blue
Of infinite space
Would be so better served
By all having
A part to play
In restoring
A liveable space
For all!