On the same thing we ponder?
Life is not assuring,
Everything so alluring us,
To a place of which we not know.
To a place of which we find various ways to grow.
What is it within us, to hate with a vengeance?
And it's only our race, our creed or military to avenge us.
Some think that it's proper to take over the weak,
As the ones that take punishment when they turn the other cheek.
Why aggression plays role to this "civilization".
We find it an oxymoron with problems of nations.
Has our love been so lost, that each of us render,
To the point of great loss, the loved ones surrender.
The aggressors look down, and forget of the soul,
That could reach out and bring us to our life's ending goal.
Who knows more than the feeling inside of us all.
Who knows the aggressor, that makes another soul fall.
Can we look inside a see the soul that is there?
An aggressor cannot, with his arms to bear.
Now the power is mans to make turn of our earth,
But the point of it all is there any left worth?
The destruction has over excelled what we had,
Taking the goodness of life to to be scorned and be sad.
We look and we ask "How can we continue"?
When the power, the glory, is only part of man's menu.
For rejection of power, in this fate that has turned,
Only our Love is the part not to be burned.
Live, Live quietly, speak softly, understand all you can-
Your friends and the ones you love must take that stand.
To turn the other cheek, and feel slight pain
Watch closely that it will not happen again.
Give unto others, your love is worth most
For believe we are all brothers, who did not want this boast-
Of power and murder that plundered our plight'
Just do to the loss of an unreasonable fight.
Will the Grace of God stop us, and end what we do?
I'm sure we'll not find out until HE is finally through.
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