compassion universe in poetry

the good news is the longer we go without destroying ourselves
the more time we have to figure out how to love each other all
the good news is while the deck may well be stacked against
making this a universe of love but we must all at least agree
there’s worse hills to die on than the doomed pursuit thereof
the good news is in the face of self-loathing and entropy
there’s still a chance that we could end up to be
hammering out the shape of a compassion universe
or at least it is a holy work to try
either way we’re gonna die
if we’re gonna tilt at windmills
there are mills far worse
than love