Accurately predicting disasters,
History just fights through museum glasses.
The wars gone make place for the new,
From sticks and stones to nuclear stew.
It seems so silly, so absurd
That man has still not learned.
Since when are words so powerless
That only guns can solve the mess?
No matter how high-tech we get
We can’t avoid the cruel regret,
Of not seeing previous fault.
When it comes to money and power we act by default.