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war prepares lists
conflict time honoured
traditions enemies
to be attacked source groups
necessary non required individuals
target date identified slaughters
Athens Sparta Greek Roman Jew
Christian Muslim Crusade Jihad
Fascist Communist Capitalist....
Holy Wars?
Just War Is Justified?
By Religious Differences?
unprovoked aggressions?
condemned self defence is justified?
or turn your other cheek?
beat swords into ploughshares...
spears into pruning hooks:
nation shall not lift up sword
against nation, neither shall
they learn war any more...
let us walk in the light of the LORD. Isaiah 2: 4-5
love your enemies...
turn the other cheek Luke 6: 27-36
blessed are the peacemakers,
for they shall be called the children of God Matthew 5: 9
love your enemies...
pray for those who persecute you Matthew 5: 44
poem by Terence George Craddock
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And He shall judge among the nations, and shall rebuke many people and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning hooks nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more.
Censure Burners Of Books
The official British Government ban
on disgraced radical intolerant pastor
Terry Jones is appropriate justified.
A burn a Koran day campaign is wrong.
How would this ignorant pastor react
if Muslims burned Bibles in retaliation?
Is it not written thou shalt not judge?
Has Jones not heard of love thy neighbour?
Jesus said blessed are the peacemakers.
Burning religious books is not sowing peace.
If your neighbour slaps you turn the other cheek.
Jesus did not say slap your neighbour’s cheek.
Did Jones not learn after book burning Hitler?
Burning books Holy books leads to burning cities.
Be not like fool Jones cast not the first stone.
No true Christian or Muslim chews a hate bone.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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No Religion
We didnt know no better, and they said it could be worse
Some people thought it was blessing
Other people think that its a curse
Its a choice between fact and fiction
And the whole world has gone astray
Thats why theres no religion, no religion, no religion here today
And theres no straight answers
Of what this thing called love is all about
Some say its unconditional
Other people just remain in doubt
Well I cleaned up my diction, I had nothing left to say
Except theres no religion, no religion, no religion here today
And they ask what hate is
Its just the other side of love
Some people want to give their enemies
Everything they think that they deserve
Some say why dont you love your neighbours
Go ahead, turn the other cheek
But theres nobody on this planet that can ever be so meek
And I cant bleed for you
You have to do it your own way
And theres no religion, no religion, no religion here today
And they ask what hate is
Its just the other side of love
Some people want to give their enemies
Everything they think that they deserve
Some say why dont you love your neighbours
Go ahead, turn the other cheek
But have you ever met anybody whos ever been the meek
And its so cruel to expect the saviour to save the day
And theres no religion, no religion, no religion here today
And theres no mystery, and theres nothing hidden
And theres no religion here today
And theres no religion, no religion, no religion here today
song performed by by Van Morrison
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I Will Beat My Swords Into Plough Shears
I will learn the art of war no more
I will beat my swords into plough shears
I will not prove the lie might is right
I will not sing freedom songs enslaving others
I will not dropp collateral damage bombs on mothers brothers
I will not follow false prophets as invaders hunters
God has commanded thy shalt not kill his children have heard
God has spoken vengeance is mine sayith the Lord
God has said they who live by the sword will die by the sword
God has said “Blessed are the peacemakers:
for they shall be called the children of God.”
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Prayer For The Land
In this nation we can not afford, not to lift prayers to The Lord,
When all men lift up holy hands, to The Creator of all the lands.
To lift up prayers and supplication, to The God of our salvation.
As together men seek God’s face, to fill our land with His Grace.
Not only is He Sovereign Creator; as for many He is our Savior,
Who saved us out of the night, and filled us with His Holy Light.
And in Him we can put our trust, for His Spirit will empower us,
Helping to change wrong to right, as we share His saving Light.
But the change needs to start, not in the land, but in the heart,
In the heart of the humble man, who prays to God for our land.
Then with others lift to the Lord, humble prayers shore to shore.
Prayers that reach God’s Throne, about a land many call home.
This nation seen by many to be, a haven of freedom and liberty,
Is now being attacked from within, from a plague of evil and sin.
It’s changed so much from when; it was founded by Godly men.
Now many men face a daily plight, from all the evils of the night,
When the days become like night, filling men’s hearts with fright.
All the wicked evils of the night, have forced many into this plight,
Devastated by man’s dark iniquity; who oppose a God of eternity.
Only The Lord can shed His Light, upon their darkened evil blight,
In these increasing darker days, so these men change their ways.
For Only God can change within, hardened hearts racked by sin.
We need to lift our hands up high, to The One who rules the sky,
To pray that God returns sanity, back to our land from sea to sea.
God could again bless our land, if we only choose to understand,
We must repent and turn to Him, as we turn away from all our sin,
This land we’ve come to know, can and will not continue to grow,
If a moral climate is not restored, through the Mercy of The Lord.
We must return to God’s decrees, or our nation will cease to be,
And like The Roman Empire friend, we too will have a sorry end.
Finally I Know Who My Enemy Is...
i am armored
on my hand is the sharpest sword
i am ready for battle
to kill the enemies
your enemies
when i am about to win
and stab the victim
you are there running
towards me
asking that i be forgiving
your enemies are spared
and they all laugh at me
my armor is rusty now
my sword not as sharp as i
once held it
now you have enemies again
asking that i go to battle
who are you? i am not stupid anymore.
Use other mercenaries
and if there is now
Go, fight yourself, and have yourself killed
so i can offer you flowers
for the dead
so i can for once rest and smile
and tell myself
i am free and i work for no one anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dove of Peace
Peace is more than
the absence of war,
enveloped in the ovum
of a tranquil repose.
Peace is more than
the phoenix rising
from the ruins
of Stalingrad and Berlin.
Peace is more than
the terrible silence
of the ashes of Hiroshima
and Auschwitz.
For, real peace rests
in all nations just,
in accord and friendship,
mutual respect and trust.
Real peace means
the extended hand
of all faiths in amity
in every land, and
mothers breastfeeding
their babies in serenity.
Real peace means
the bliss of building
new habitats and cities,
where concrete shelters
are needless,
where shaky shields
are useless.
Real peace means
tranquil fields
where farmers sing, planting
rice, sowing seeds of soy
and wheat and rye in joy
in the pristine morning.
My soul
all the days
yearns for peace,
soaring upwards
in the rays
of the dawn sun,
longing for
Noah's rainbow.
Now look! The rivers
placidly flow.
And above the mists
of first lights, graced
with diamond dews,
a blue dove flies
beyond the peak
with olive leaves
in her beak.
In a war-torn world
she carries on her wings
to every country and nation
the blessed harmonies
of concert and cooperation.
The Dove of Peace:
She offers
to all the peoples
of the world
the goodwill of man,
the promise of halcyon days,
true concord, the rebirth
of the dream of unity
in today's
discordant Earth.
For, peace is more than
the absence of war.
But if our will prevails,
Isaiah's vision
will come true:
"And they shall beat
their swords
into ploughshares,
and their spears
into pruning-knives;
nation shall not lift up
sword against nation,
neither shall they learn
war any more".
poem by Paul Hartal
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Our Epitaph
Here lies the greatest civilization ever developed upon this earth
The finest and best hope that all men could be free, self-governing
and prosperous, and that the burden of excessive toll, disease
and poverty could be lifted from the backs of men
This great civilization died not as a result of external agression,
but from internal crumbling of the character of its people
The people had become so luxury-loving and soft that they would
not exert themselves in their own defense
A malignant disease that might be described as a maudlin sympahty
for ones enemies seemed to paralyze their will
Here lies the nation that sacrificed its life in an effort to gain
the goodwill and friendship of its enemies
Here lies the people who abandoned their priceless heritage of
patriotism, religious faith and truth for the socialism that
sapped their manhood
Here lies the nation that abandoned the faith of its fathers who
had made it great; for the cynical skepticism and atheism of
its enemies
Here lies the nation that died from loss of faith in God, loss of
pride and confidence in itself, and a loss of the will to defend
itself against both its internal and external enemies
Here lies the United States
poem by John Leroy Maxwell
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Gandhi
Gandhi
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Gandhi turned the other cheek
Brought an entire nation to its knees
Taught that peace can be the victor
A lesson from this must be learnt
Not to be dragged into wars
The power games of hatred
A smile into silence speaks
That salvation is calm
Bitter words lead only to regret
And such thoughts to loss
Why fight when we can learn
To accept the differences of man
Gandhi fell in victory
That his message lives
Only peace offers prosperity
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Enemies of the Peace
Enemies of the peace
Are not consecrating the life
Tampering with the nature
Crucifying the childhood
On the sidewalks
Burying the chastity
In the brothels
Killing the light
Before coming the dark
Enemies of the peace
Adoring the wars
Kissing the poverty
Dreaming with the famines
Clapping for catastrophes
Destroying everything
Schools
Hospitals
Synagogues
Churches
Mosques
Temples
Enemies of the peace
They want to uproot feelings
To extinguish the flaming longing
In the hearts
And burn the growing yearning
In depths of humans
Enemies of the peace
Robbing the dreams
Jailing the tears
Deforming the colors
Crushing the flowers
Turning off the hope
Enemies of the peace
Not knowing the love
Not appreciating the values
Not believing in the peace
poem by Naji Almurisi
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All's Fair In Love and War
Who said war is civilized,
What idiot made these rules,
It was probably politicians,
That bunch of sad old fools.
Our enemies wear no uniforms,
We are dressed and on display,
While we advertise who we are,
They just go on their merry way.
We train them in the art of war,
Treat them as our friends,
Then they turn round and murder us,
Their evil then transcends.
They blow us up without a thought,
We're told, oh that's allowed,
But if we dare retaliate,
The enemy cry out loud.
There needs to be an inquiry,
Killing us is so unjust,
If you're allowed to fire back,
You won't see us for dust.
Terrorists are all around us,
They could even be you or me,
It's time our so called leaders,
Were brought out here to see,
Our enemies send in children,
We are not allowed to shoot,
We know they're going to kill us,
But our enemies are so astute.
When we kill our aggressors,
The world is in a fury,
We're then charged with murder,
Then put in front of a jury.
If they murder our brave forces,
It's just another dead,
Then when we defend ourselves,
The world goes off its head.
They can murder us for fun,
Yet no one says a word,
No courts or cries for justice,
It really is quite absurd.
If we could fight the same as them,
These conflicts would never last,
The enemy would cry foul,
Then get the hell out fast.
But we must fight a ‘'civilized war'',
We must ask before we kill,
We must follow Geneva convention rules,
While our enemies do what they will.
We must be given equality,
To fight this brutal foe,
If we can fight the same as them,
Then very soon they'll know.
We are not an easy target,
Now we can fight the same as you,
There are no rules of war now,
We can kill just as you do.
You'll no longer know your enemy,
So you'd better watch your back,
For when you least expect it,
That's when we'll attack.
Then soon you'll hear them crying,
This war's no longer fair,
We don't know who our enemies are,
Because of what they wear.
When they see there are no rules,
No restrictions on how we can fight,
They won't know what hit them,
That's when they'll see the light.
They'll then shout out that's not allowed,
Your tactics we abhor,
But we'll just say we're copying you,
‘' All's Fair In Love And War''.
Equal rights
Why should I love my enemy?
My enemy does not love me
Why should I turn the other cheek?
and give him cause to think I’m weak.
I show my enemy respect
but let him know that I expect
from him similar courtesy.
He can and will expect from me.
If he is wise he understands
I will not bow to his commands.
I am quite sure I have the right
To fight if I am forced to fight.
I can accept you don’t like me
And I dislike you equally
You have the right to your own view
You must remember I do too.
It’s possible to disagree
And yet not be an enemy.
I think we have the right to choose
If we so wish opposing views.
I do not choose my enemies
I would much rather we were friends
I think my enemies choose me
My rights I will fight to defend.
7-Nov-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Psalm 57
Under the shadow of His wings I hide
As I run into this cave
They laid a net before my steps
And my soul I sought to save
For like a lion, they had stalked me
To tear me limb form limb
I ran into the darkness
But I ran away from Him
At first the darkness welcomed me
And I rested in the night
I could not see my enemies
But I had truly lost my sight
My heart was full of hatred
And the darkness did increase
My soul screamed out for justice
And the scream it never ceased
I was lost and broken
This cave was now my jail
If I stayed within this prison
Then I would surely fail
And then my God, He brought to me
The very source of all my pain
I could surely strike out for justice
But what would be my gain
For justice belongs to the Lord our God
Its certainly not for me
And as this thought ran through my mind
The darkness began to flee
And as the dawn began to break
And the sun rose in my heart
I put my knife back in my belt
And let my enemy depart
Justice is mine sayeth the Lord
You must turn the other cheek
You must not hunt down your enemies
It is I that you should seek
And now I will awaken the dawn
And lift my voice and sing
And praise you amongst the people
I will praise you oh mighty King
poem by Frank McEleny
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I Will Awaken The Dawn
Under the shadow of His wings I hide
As I run into this cave
They laid a net before my steps
And my soul I sought to save
For like a lion, they had stalked me
To tear me limb form limb
I ran into the darkness
But I ran away from Him
At first the darkness welcomed me
And I rested in the night
I could not see my enemies
But I had truly lost my sight
My heart was full of hatred
And the darkness did increase
My soul screamed out for justice
And the scream it never ceased
I was lost and broken
This cave was now my jail
If I stayed within this prison
Then I would surely fail
And then my God, He brought to me
The very source of all my pain
I could surely strike out for justice
But what would be my gain
For justice belongs to the Lord our God
Its certainly not for me
And as this thought ran through my mind
The darkness began to flee
And as the dawn began to break
And the sun rose in my heart
I put my knife back in my belt
And let my enemy depart
Justice is mine sayeth the Lord
You must turn the other cheek
You must not hunt down your enemies
It is I that you should seek
And now I will awaken the dawn
And lift my voice and sing
And praise you amongst the people
I will praise you oh mighty King
poem by Frank McEleny
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Reflected In Their Mirrors Hiding
They've decided to create their own enemies.
And with this collective belief,
They organized with faithful followers.
And today no one can say,
What their true accomplishments have been.
Since those they had once delared their enemies,
Have successfully proven...
However they were depicted and regarded,
Had nothing to do with their achievements...
That have no end to them.
And...
Unaffected by those it seems,
Who treasure character assassinations.
And those still insisting they have their enemies...
On a list insisting this,
Have yet to see them identified...
Although they are clearly reflected,
In their mirrors hiding behind lies and disguises.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One of the great strengths of the United States is... we have a very large Christian population - we do not consider ourselves a Christian nation or a Jewish nation or a Muslim nation. We consider ourselves a nation of citizens who are bound by ideals and a set of values.
quote by Barack Obama
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idealism ***** ANCIENT WARS ARE CURRENT TERROR
Old wars were glorious
had justifiable noble purposed
necessary, understandable
tagged with humanitarian
heroic reasons
for survival sake
weapon's hit of curiosity
discovery and experiments
no business deals
territorial identical crisis
fought for freedom
vengeance and integrity
against empire explorations
with dynasty's cultures, traditions
religions, art's differences sparked
frictions among unriped nations
from ancient Sparta in Greece
via Genghis Khan attacked
back to Holy land crusade
via American civil war
back to French Revolution
up to 1st and 2nd world wars
Today's war is unconventional
diplomatic failures
business weaponry transactions
undesirable violence
imperialistic approach
self-inflicted-to-death terrorists
unnatural destructions
wreaking, terrorizing, slaughtering
innocent victims
war enemies are mingling among
peace loving crowd dwellers
living transiently as mutual civilians
but a trick
affronting ideology, racism, culture
religion differences permit for cruelty
covering up real evil threat
greedy intent
extortions, ransoms and criminalities
Today's war is not like
as the ancient wars
nations against nations
kingdom versus empires
but modern war is against suicidal
threat of terror
shaking the world into catasthropic
end
and humanizing the war solely
not the rapid deadly bullets
million-dollar bombs
highly -customized war fares
can top glorious victory
then history after all
never repeat itself
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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Gas Panic!
What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains?
Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night
I think he don't got a name but I can't be certain
And in me he starts to confide
That my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And if you hear me tap on your window
Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way
My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer
My eyes are dead and my throat's like a black hole
And if there's a god would he give another chancer
An hour to sing for his soul
Cos my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on yer window
Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way
Cos my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on yer window
Then you get on your knees and you better pray
Cos my family don't seem so familiar
And my enemies all know my name
And when you hear me tap on your window
Yer better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way
Panic is on the way
Panic is on the way
Panic is on the way
song performed by by Oasis from Standing On The Shoulder Of Giants
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Y.... Differences
So many differences between one another
I love my Muslim brother
I love my Christian brother
I love my Hindu brother
I love my Bhuddist brother
I love my Jewish brother
I love all my sisters too
Somewhere deep inside
I believe that God loves all of us too
Let us celebrate our differences
Let us learn all from one another
Let us celebrate our similarities still more
I love my black brother
I love my white brother
I love my yellow brother
I love my red brother
I love my brown brother
I love all my sisters too
Somewhere deep inside
I strongly believe
That God loves all of us too
Let us celebrate our differences
Let us all learn from one another
Let us celebrate our similarities still more
I love my liberal brother
I love my socialist brother
I love my central democratic brother
I love my right winged brother
I love my left winged brother
I love my communist brother
I love all my sisters too
Somewhere deep inside
I strongly believe
that God loves all of us too
Let us celebrate our differences
Let us all learn from one another
Let us celebrate more still our similarities
I love my rich brother
I love my poor brother
I love my obese brother
I love my hungry brother
I love my middle class brother
I love all my sisters too
Somewhere deep inside
I strongly believe
God loves all of us too
Let us celebrate our differences
Let us learn all from one another
Let us celebrate still more our similarities
Can you imagine a world
Where all of us would be the same?
We need the differences
The key is humility, humbleness
Let us celebrate our differences
Let us learn all form one another
Let us celebrate still more our similarities
poem by Aufie Zophy
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Forgive Me
Every day I give you a reason to cry
'cause I see the hurt in your eyes
but stronger yet
I see the love that shines
help me learn to take on the nature of you
and love more than I accuse
and pardon others like you taught me to
Something happens inside my heart
Lord when I obey
something happens inside my heart
every time I pray
Forgive me
as I learned how to forgive
and reach out through the pain
and touch with hands of grace
forgive me
as I learn how to forgive
and reach out through my own pain
and touch with hands of grace
As you prayed for those who crucified you
"forgive they don't know what they do"
compassion reached out to a world confused
help me learn to bless those who persecute me
and pray for my enemies
and show them mercy like you've shown to me
'Cause something happens inside my heart
Lord when I obey
something happens inside my heart
every time I pray
Forgive me
as I learn how to forgive
the ones that broke my heart
the way I've broken yours
forgive me
as I learn how to forgive
and reach out through my own pain
and touch with hands of grace
Forgive me
song performed by by Donna Summer from Cats Without Claws
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