When human beings are ended,

and WE truly ALL are gone,

and our legacy's descended deep into far and beyond.

When the birds of the air nest free from care,

when trees grow everywhere for wild-life to share.

THERE, under soft sweet rain,

abundant fruit,and grain.

No weapons left causing pain,

no hate or war ever again.

When the world is safe,

and a flourishing place,

when every trace of US is gone,

when there's no CREED of RIGHT and WRONG

there and then can Peace belong.