Where can I buy
Some rose-coloured spectacles,
To hide from my eye,
The madness of man.

Where can there be
A place where atrocities
Don’t call to me
Of the badness of man.

Each, in his way,
Thinks himself justified,
And night conquers day
In the sadness of man.

But one day the weak
Will revolt at these cruelties,
And THEN we will speak
or the Gladness of man.

H. St.Vincent Beechey.