Swirling in an endless gyre
Violence floods the ancient land
A million eyes gaze at the fire
But raises not one helping hand.
What shall be mankind’s story?
What shall become of tomorrow?
Every bygone pomp and glory
Only the desert sands do know.
Once there was Abel and Cain
Now there is Animal and Man
His shining brilliance is in vain
If so little does his mercy span.
When innocent blood is spilled
From hearts that beat just like ours
Is not our immortal soul killed
And humanity in its final hours?