Just Another Curse

The fate of the world lies in the palm of our hands,

A fatal lust for power,

So much love and war from which many of us cower,

From the cities, through the forests, to the raging sands. 

We all have a choice,

Destruction or Protection?

Many choices could use a correction,

Few listen to a concerned voice. 

Perhaps we are just an experiment?

To see how long we will last,

The world is perishing pretty fast,

Not even scientists can stop it with a powerful little instrument. 

We have run out of time,

What is our fate?

We all hope it comes way too late,

As one lone writer contemplates another rhyme.