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.

Such subtle covenants shall be made,
Till peace itself is war in masquerade.

Such subtle covenants shall be made,
Till peace itself is war in masquerade.

At home the hateful names of parties cease,
And factious souls are wearied into peace.

At home the hateful names of parties cease,
And factious souls are wearied into peace.

President Sadat was killed by an extremist Muslim
President Rabin was killed by an extremist Jew
Mahatma Gandhi was killed read more

President Sadat was killed by an extremist Muslim
President Rabin was killed by an extremist Jew
Mahatma Gandhi was killed by an extremist Hindu
at Cleveland City Club..
(to which could be added:
Many American soldiers have been killed by extremist Christians).

Though peace be made, yet it's interest that keep peace.

Though peace be made, yet it's interest that keep peace.

Peace has its victories no less than war, but it doesn't have as many monuments to unveil.

Peace has its victories no less than war, but it doesn't have as many monuments to unveil.

Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place!

Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place!

O for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade;
Where rumor of oppression read more

O for a lodge in some vast wilderness,
Some boundless contiguity of shade;
Where rumor of oppression and deceit,
Of unsuccessful or successful war,
Might never reach me more.

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. read more

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.