The wise seek peace.
The wealthy seek riches.
The poor seek favor.
The desperate seek hope.
And for as far as humankind cannot purge himself of
humanity;
They seek forth in selfishness.
The wise and the wealthy,
They inveigle the poor and the desperate to fight their wars.
The wise will say to the desperate;
‘There is a time for
everything, now is the time for war!’
While the wealthy will say to the poor;
‘We must fight for
what we want, now is the time for war!’
And for as far as the heart of a worrier cannot purge itself
of courage;
They set out for war in selfishness.
In battle, entwined, each with the other;
Each one fails to find himself.
And behold the poor, who has become a poor fool at war;
The desperate becomes his animal.
While the wise hide cowardly from their own chaos
The wealthy scourge, as pigs do, for gold in their filth.
And for as far as war itself is darkness;
Not one will find peace in the other.
No kind words will either speak
No sword will yield for strong nor weak
And when each converge on sorrow’s peek
Fixed in war they steady keep
Without the servile ways of peace
That which was sewn will then be reaped
And when no one stands to set them free
Their foolish ways they then repeat.
The wise seek peace.
The wealthy seek riches.
The poor seek favor.
1 comment :
War:
Do we ever really think about it?
Not just political warfare but on an intimate/ introspective level?
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