Speck of dust

Halo of peace?
 So few exalted hence this day.
 The chaos of the unholy dust molecules
In a beam of holy light.
 Unaware of the scheme
 Blinded in the glitter
Disseminated hither and thither
Within a dark ether of repercussions,
The world with an abundance of blunder
 bouncing and trouncing
on thoughts and actions
of one and all
 causing infinite trauma and tear
Whither are we headed anymore?
Can we veraciously claim
Where to find a contented thyself
a decade ahead Other than an elite few?

 If thee can, Then thine safely are
the authentic cream of this mire of a world
where trillions are just a speck of dust.