We look around at a landscape
Forever altered by the presence of nuclear weapons.
We stand and wonder,
Where is our home? And who will lead us there?
We hear the inexorable ticking of the clock
As it moves closer to midnight.
Do not turn away and hide.
That seems the easy path, but it is futile.
We must open our eyes, our ears, our hearts, and our minds
To join together to repair this broken world.
The varied clothing of our differences-
Be they religion, skin color, nationality or any other-
Does not change our relation underneath.
Everyone is part of the family of humanity.
Let us choose life, so that all might live.