大象传媒

MANKIND

O clever man, who's time on Earth is fleeting,
Like flowers, expires when ends his day so soon;
Who's mind encompasses such wondrous cunning
Enabling him to fly to Mars and moon.

O fragile man, with time on Earth fast shrinking,
That speeds his way from cradle to the grave
By wasting time in senseless strife, unthinking
That leads him into trouble, toil and pain.

O foolish man, who's actions make one wonder
Why is it that he has such feet of clay.
For he who's wisdom forges fearsome thunder
Pollutes the air he breathes by night and day.

O selfish man, who seeks to beggar neighbour;
And hates his fellow man across the sea,
Prefers to spend his substance and his labour -
Not on the starving but on weaponry.

O man, so oft unfaithful to his dear ones,
Who cannot keep his eyes off neighbour's wife;
Unwilling often is to guide his own sons -
Undisciplined, they spread both pain and strife.

So is it all black evil man comprises?
Or is there somewhere spark divine concealed?
Is there sometimes a better self that rises
Permits another self to be revealed?

O yes, dear friend, there is a time
When man will lay down life for wife, friend, child;
Will home forsake to aid and succour strange men,
Where ignorance and disease have them defiled.

And so man is a very mixed up product.
Strive you and I a better world to make?
Avoiding always unkind words and conduct?
If not, may we those bad old ways forsake.

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