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The fiercest agonies have shortest reign;
And after dreams of horror, comes again
The welcome morning with read more
The fiercest agonies have shortest reign;
And after dreams of horror, comes again
The welcome morning with its rays of peace.
A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.
A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser.
A severe war lurks under the show of peace.
[Lat., Mars gravior sub pace latet.]
A severe war lurks under the show of peace.
[Lat., Mars gravior sub pace latet.]
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of read more
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
The pursuit of peace and progress cannot end in a few years in either victory or defeat. The pursuit of read more
The pursuit of peace and progress cannot end in a few years in either victory or defeat. The pursuit of peace and progress, with its trials and its errors, its successes and its setbacks, can never be relaxed and never abandoned.
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).
War leads to peace.
[Lat., Cedant arma togae.]
War leads to peace.
[Lat., Cedant arma togae.]
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.
