They killed some more men today

They killed some more men today,
At a place where men kneel,
To gods, looking down at men.
They killed some more men today,
With a gun, a bomb, and a knife,
There was a man, a woman, and a child.
They killed some more men today,
They said it was for the good cause,
Their cause. Their fight. Their war.
They killed some more men today.
They killed some more men today.

I wonder, at times, what to do the gods think,
Of this cause, this fight, this war.
I wonder if the gods think alike.
I wonder if the gods think.
How puny! Of us, to think of gods as men,
Angry gods. Jealous gods. Demanding gods.
But then, I stop thinking.
These are men. Puny men. Jealous men.
They bicker. They fight. They slaughter.
In a misconceived notion, a fit of zealous bigotry.
Fuck them!

Sometimes I wonder, if we will survive.
I get afraid, scared, of the power these crazy men hold,
In walled-off, crystal worlds of theirs.
‘We share the same boat!’
I want to shout, but, then, I don’t.
That’s the beauty of science.
Evolution takes care of these things.
We will live if we are fit.
We will live, if we stop being afraid.
We will live if we stop being animals.
We will live if we can look at the stars, together,
And think of our place in them.