O Lord, I have no personal cry
But this humanity deserves better
Than the fate it has made for itself
Concerning the works of men
Do not punish all who would suffer
The mistakes of the few, their leaders
By right of financial inheritance, this elite
Who do not follow the way of
Lovingkindness, but rather, seek to
Preserve their dominance, their imagined
Superiority, in a world that will change
Faster than they can age, O creator
I have no more prayers left for such
An existence as this world offers
The unfortunate, the poor, those born
In wrong countries, in places torn by
Greed for oil, or other commodities
The nations have grown weak in ecomony
And therefore perpetuate wickedness
In the shadows, in the board rooms
How shall we prosper when our own
Enemies are the leaders we have elected?
When our Governments no longer serve
The people, but the interests of the select?
Wuji Seshat 
Yes, O Clear-eyed Spirit. And the same goes for Organised religion. How shall our spirits prosper when our wickedest enemies are the leaders in the pulpits, and the Holy of Holies?
Maybe when Supercomputers organize us better? I’d put more faith in AI than human beings in the future and to actually survive long-term.