In sight of a future, grim and dire
If we continue on this path of fire,
World issues looming, troubles grow higher,
Insight into humanity's plight, we inquire.

World events unravel, chaos unchecked
A broken tapestry, humanity's bed.
The aftermath of wars, lives wrecked,
Insight into humanity's future, dissected.

If only, if only, a vision so clear,
118 billion pounds, wasted food near.
To feed the poor, without any fear,
Insight into humanity's potential, so dear.

The world would bask in abundance and light,
A tapestry woven, colors shining bright.
No longer divided by day or by night,
Insight into a future that feels so right.

The second, the fourth, repeated they are,
Like echoes in time, traveling far.
Repetition reminds us, history's scar,
Insight into humanity's struggle, so raw.

Cycles turn and time marches on,
The same patterns woven, never gone.
But hope remains, like the breaking dawn,
Insight into the future, we carry on.

Echoes of the past, ringing true,
African American culture, strong and true.
Struggles endured, resilience grew,
Insight into identity, a powerful view.

Female empowerment, a beacon of light,
Shattering barriers, breaking the night.
Voices rise, filled with strength and might,
Insight into human rights, shining so bright.

Equal words per line, a symphony of rhythm,
Each verse a step, guiding our vision.
With rich imagery, we honor tradition,
Insight into the future, a poetic mission.
© NightSwimThePoet