Promise
I’m sorry this is your world.
If we’d tried harder to grasp the humanity
we glimpsed after the last great wars,
it may have been easier to steer through this life,
but you were born into a millennium made
of terror, dictators and tribes,
of division, victims and lies,
where entertainment is competition
in reality shows, video games and insta posts,
and the future is concealed
behind warming storm clouds on the horizon.
Your reaction is rational.
Civilisation is sick,
but…