Another World Is Possible

Another word is possible. 

This is what my heart insists.

It's possible to learn, to grow, 

to rediscover chances missed;

but it’s not by war or weaponry 

our future will be won:

a loving kindness serves us more

than missiles, armies, bombs and guns.

It’s suspicion undermines us; 

and our folly, and our greed;

our vices feed those fears that grow 

to shroud the light we need

to bud and bloom and show ourselves 

in all our lovely grace

and so live well, in harmony, 

in justice, and in peace.

Now our madness overtakes us;

we are beggars, we are thieves;

and, powerful or powerless, 

we share the same disease:

a corporate greed oppresses us 

and woos us with its honeyed lies.

Another world is possible – 

so wake, and shine – and rise.

Abigail Wyatt