How Much More... Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

How much more
and for what price, if not
beyond sleepless nights
and empty stomach,
must this human travesty
without halt or hope
continue unabated?
Sometimes I implore my mind
to alt, control and delet
just to give me a restart
and to come and rescue me
from this egregious holocaust-
so much wasted lives
unchallenged for their creativity
and their innovative explorations.
Oh! what has man done to man
to emboss him with so much hate and anger?
You ask me as much
as I ask you with a blush of hope
how much more
and for what price?