Last Stand

Night turns to day Day turns to night Past the past But that’s all right It has come once at last Our final calling Our final stand We’ve came so far With the stroke of a hand With the thought of the mind Finally shown Is the unappreciated sign Of which one can leave All the past behind All that is true All that is pure Is now gone Experts are now sure The last hour is upon Now what is to be done? Where shall we go? Time surely will show Yet what time is available? What peace is left? What is next? Life is a never-ending test Of our gift of will power And choice making Yet the wrong some Are always taking Decisions of war Decisions of peace Mean nothing Till the killings cease Only then shall our race Find true peace