Maxioms by George Bernard Shaw
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.
Power does not corrupt man; fools, however, if they get into a position of power, corrupt power.
Power does not corrupt man; fools, however, if they get into a position of power, corrupt power.
Life contains but two tragedies. One is not to get your heart's desire; the other is to get it.
Life contains but two tragedies. One is not to get your heart's desire; the other is to get it.
Titles distinguish the mediocre, embarrass the superior, and are
disgraced by the inferior.
Titles distinguish the mediocre, embarrass the superior, and are
disgraced by the inferior.
Nobody can say a word against Greek: it stamps a man at once as
an educated gentlemen.
Nobody can say a word against Greek: it stamps a man at once as
an educated gentlemen.
