And Someday… Pt. II

Someday,

Perhaps we’ll see what we’ve become.

A race of overzealous, antagonistic, self-righteous things

That the rest of the universe shuns.

They pretend like we’re not here

Lock us away in the closet somewhere

And tell us not to fear.

Someday,

Maybe we’ll look up from what we’ve created.

Throw away our guns, put down our fists, and lower our voices

And learn to love what we once hated.

And Someday..

Hopefully,

Someone will look down at us from those beautiful twinkling lights in the sky

And wonder what made us so cruel and cold,

And just once,

We won’t be able to answer why.