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Rob Helb served as an Army Air Corps gunner and lost an arm over the oil fields of Turkey. After read more
Rob Helb served as an Army Air Corps gunner and lost an arm over the oil fields of Turkey. After crashing, he asked a crew member to retrieve his bloodied and severed arm so he could remove from its wrist the gold watch his father had given him.
You don't have to have fought in a war to love peace.
You don't have to have fought in a war to love peace.
Peace without justice is tyranny.
Peace without justice is tyranny.
Those who are free of resentful thoughts surely find peace.
Those who are free of resentful thoughts surely find peace.
Peace is not an absence of war, it is a virtue, a state of mind, a disposition for benevolence, confidence, read more
Peace is not an absence of war, it is a virtue, a state of mind, a disposition for benevolence, confidence, justice.
For my brethren and companions' sake, I will now ask, Peace be
with thee.
For my brethren and companions' sake, I will now ask, Peace be
with thee.
I don't know whether war is an interlude during peace, or peace an interlude during war.
I don't know whether war is an interlude during peace, or peace an interlude during war.
The wolf shall also dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall
lie down with the kid; and the read more
The wolf shall also dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall
lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the
fatling together; and a little child shall lead them.
We Are The Living Graves Of Murdered Beasts
We are the living graves of murdered beasts
Slaughtered to satisfy read more
We Are The Living Graves Of Murdered Beasts
We are the living graves of murdered beasts
Slaughtered to satisfy our appetites
We never pause to wonder at our feasts
If animals, like men, can possibly
have rights
We pray on Sundays that we may have light
To guide our footsteps on the path we
tread
We're sick of war We do not want to
fight
The thought of it now fills our hearts with dread
And yet we gorge ourselves upon the dead
Like carrion crows we live and feed on meat
Regardless of the suffering and pain
We cause by doing so. If thus we treat
Defenseless animals for sport or gain
How can we hope in this world to attain
the PEACE we say we are so anxious for
We pray for it o'er hecatombs of slain
To God, while outraging the moral law
Thus cruelty begets its offspring: war.
