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BVM on O’Meara St, SE110Next Millennium
© Gibbens/Weston

An end to hunger, an end to greed,
An end to warfare, an end to need
The full potential of every person freed…
But hell – oh well,
Maybe next millennium.

An end to terror, an end to waste,
An end to conflicts of creed and race,
Time for meditation and not a world of haste…
But hell – oh well,
Maybe next millennium.

Now I remember in a book I read
The poet Thomas Hardy said,
After two thousand years of mass
We’ve got as far as poison gas.

No more pollution and no hard sell,
No dying seas, no forests felled,
No cynical leaders with no more lies to tell…
But hell – oh well,
Maybe next millennium.
But hell – oh well,
How ’bout next millennium?
But hell – oh well,
Maybe next millennium.

 

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