The
meadow stretches into green lawns before high walls, where children run
Jet
engines roaring, fly, the chariots of War, bristling with missiles
Question
everything, consider the children, forced to march in columns
War
poisons the mind, justifies violence, and ruins the spirit
War
robs the people of justice, turning its victims into heroes
Sip
from the sour milk, throw stones at your oppressors, force arms on the poor
We
stand and we fall, a society of pawns, ignorant and true
Trumpets
blare, the faithful gather stones, to hurl them at the enemy
The
ageless charade, sustenance from pain, succor from violence, shame
There
can be no peace in a heart filled with vengeance, resentments linger
It
will never end, all victories are hollow, the wheel keeps turning
The
meadow stretches into green lawns before high walls, where children run
In
a better world, playgrounds would not need fences, children would compete
In
games as friends, they would not throw rocks at soldiers, in a better world
Our
wealth should be used to educate, care for the elderly, not war
Missiles
in space, to feed our fears, the hungry ghosts of nuclear war
We
are one family orbiting this blue world beneath our yellow sun
Lies
do not nourish, we must not cling to them, the enemy is us
Peace
comes from peace, not war, and goodwill from goodwill, we must aim for these
Set
aside our greed, fear and hatred, love one another, you and me
We
are one big family
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