Ice Child ~ Philip Brent Harris

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We brand ourselves, the land of the brave, home of the free
So proud, as we ignore our own ignorance, hatred and, bigotry
Decrying machine-gun maniacs, who murder on a bloody spree
While we’re Earth’s premiere purveyor of advanced weaponry

Righteous people who never sing the song of them, only of me
It should not matter, to liberal and conservative I send my plea
Across the breadth of space and time, what will be will ever be
And all our vaunted wisdom is no more the mere gimcrackery

All soldiers on the firing line and all the patient in all the beds
And protesters in the picket lines and the rest will all be dead
Of all those decorated with medals and jewels, it must be said
In the end they’re all the same as all those who have no bread

This puzzles me most every day; why do so few use their head
Turn away from charlatans, who down the garden path have led
Each of us know joy and pain; we have laughed, cried and bled
No distinction we create is true, all the way from alpha unto zed

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Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment

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