The news today about "Atomic bombs" is so horrifying one is stunned. The utter folly of these lunatic physicists to consent to do such work for war-purposes: calmly plotting the destruction of the world! Such explosives in men's hands, while their moral and intellectual status is declining, is about as useful as giving out firearms to all inmates of a gaol and then saying that you hope "this will ensure peace". ... Well we're in God's hands. But He does not look kindly on Babel-builders.
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Early Works - Understanding
With a little understanding and humility,
this world would be a better place for you and me.
Instead of bullets, bombs and rockets
we’d have love between our neighbours and families.
Instead of death, destruction and misery
we’d have outstretched hands of friendship
from stranger we did not know.
No cause is worth the death of one man
no matter what that cause may be.
For love and understanding
is all anyone ever needs.
When all the bullets and bombs are gone,
what kind of world will be left,
the answer lies within ourselves?
Within our faith and understanding,
we must look at our enemies
try and understand their plight.
Not with weapons of mass destruction,
but with hope and understanding
that they have rights like us,
then maybe one day
we’ll all live under an umbrella
of peace and harmony.
19-20 February 1996
poem by David Harris
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These Bombs
German soldiers at my backyard,
Russian soldiers at my backyard,
American soldiers at my backyard,
The world's soldiers at my backyard,
And like cultures at different places;
But, history is all about life.
What is your name? !
'My name is St. Louis';
What is your mission?
'My mission is to see to the peace in this world';
What is your vision?
'My vision is to conquer the world with love'!
'One head, two eyes, two ears';
'One nose, two legs, two hands';
'And, to tell the people what the future will be like'.
Soon a bomb will blast omewhere! !
Soom many people will be killed;
And like the cultures of these people around me,
For, they are always after destruction than peace.
To others, sex is like a chewing gum to them;
To others, wars are like a laughter to them;
And now, this world is preparing for war and we are running out of time!
But tell me, which of you have no past in this world?
However, some of you are still working hand-in-hand with Satan the Devil.
These bombs are falling on us today,
These bombs are killing us today,
And hatred is leading mankind to destruction!
Because, some people are really working hand-in-hand with Satan the Devil.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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There Must Be Another Way!
The dream began... I stood alone
Inside a hotel room...
Outside the window, bombs were blown,
Atomic, I presume.
Too late to change, too late to stop,
The distant death drew near.
More bombs above and then to drop,
No place to hide my fear.
I looked away, no time to run,
No chance that I'd survive.
So I stood still, for death had won -
No soul would stay alive.
The second dream... another place...
At home, with family.
The midnight hour and more disgrace...
More bombs that night to see.
Both dreams foretold our worst nightmares.
Defenceless day and night!
To live on Earth where no-one cares,
Yet each side thinks it's right!
Some say that World War's on the brink!
Destruction's aftermath!
How low can Mankind truly sink?
Behold our epitaph!
Unless God opens up our eyes,
Hell-bent we'll surely be!
While God alone is truly wise,
Our folly's plain to see!
Atomic bombs! We must be mad!
It's genocide not war!
We don't need school to show we're bad!
We're rotten to the core!
That's why we must be born again...
Repent, believe and pray!
Before Christ comes, we know not when,
THERE MUST BE ANOTHER WAY!
poem by Denis Martindale
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Nuclear Buffets
Hydrogen weapons and wars!
But humanity is the key to life;
And forever never ends from today.
Before and after the atomic bomb,
We are now deeper into the dark than before;
And with atomic coctails and nuclear buffets!
Oh this energy hungry world! !
You are like the bride-price of the virgins;
And like the atom being split in 1938.
Compassion, kindness, patience, longsuffering and mercy;
You are the first one to do it but,
The parable of the talents took away the righteous fruits of your love.
Of a rock cut out without hands and of your atomic coctails,
And from within and without with your nuclear buffets;
But this is like the last ruling power on earth at this time around.
A family starts with a marriage so you must not beak up your vows,
But life is like informing the people with your calling;
But this project also came out of Manhattan.
To remember the 6th of August 1945 and to see the acts of bombs!
But the dishonest people around us are the Babylonians;
For lamentation and bitter weeping are now on our faces.
Atomic bombs and nuclear buffets,
When will this Babylonian system stop?
For the wars had never put us into better shapes.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Who Is With The Bomb?
Where is it?
It is over here! !
Where is it?
It is over there! !
It has occured again and,
Who is with the bomb?
It is over here an there and,
Who is playing with the bomb?
It has destroyed many and,
It is still destroying us daily;
But, who is with the bomb?
Right from creation till now,
We have been destroying ourselves!
With bombs here and there;
But, when are we going to learn?
We do advance on in life but,
We still have the bombs in our hands;
Who really is with the bomb today? !
Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb! ! !
With the atomic bombs alike to kill us all;
Now, the nuclear race is at hand.
Who is with the bomb?
With arsenals and nuclear war heads;
After two thousand years of history,
We still cannot learn from our mistakes.
Here and there with the manufacturing plants,
We still go to conferences thinking of stopping it;
But, should we have no fear of the Atomic Energy? !
A nuclear rat-race,
The arm-race of weapons!
Two thousand years of history could not be wiped away.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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There Is Hope For The Future
The bombs have caused death and destruction and the families mourn their dead
But there is hope for the future for better days ahead
When those for peace and World harmony will finally prevail
For those who talk of waging war are surely doomed to fail.
There is hope for the future though I may not live to see my dream
Of a better life for everyone in a World where peace will reign supreme
A World free of borders and camps for refugees
Where the smell of death and destruction is not blowing in the breeze
There is hope for the future around me not all dark
I hear young children playing in the playground in the park
The children are the future and they may well unite
Behind a peaceful leader who won't lead by power of might.
There is hope for the future and all surely not lost
Though there won't be peace tomorrow and 'twill come at a great cost
The Rose of Peace will bloom again though with the dead I lay
And the young and enlightened leaders to peace will lead the way.
poem by Francis Duggan
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If Only This World Will Listen
From the sick man of Europe came Balkanization,
To err is human but to bring peace is better than war!
Wake up my people and listen to me,
Like the dream of Joseph to his parents and siblings;
If only the world will listen,
Peace is better than war!
They are fighting every now and then,
But who is ready for peace?
They are killing ane another,
But who is ready for peace?
Look at what you see around you and tell me if it is fair;
With so much hatred than peace when,
One tries to earn a living.
Learn today and earn tomorrow,
Like women being exposed in the form of beauty shows.
How do we pick up the pieces after war?
Like a marriage based on a seed surrounded with bombs! !
The status of death,
We all have much to say;
The status of war,
We all have much to worry about;
But the vision is still in progress like a palm-wine taper.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My heart is my hands
My hands
Is
Only my hands...
Not for
your hands....
So...
I want too work
My hands...
I want too serve
My hands...
I want to do about
Somthing of my
Hands...
My hands is
Free for only
Sleeping time only...
my hands is
working all the times
My hands not only
Hands...
It is human workers...
Allways for my friends...
My hands...is my heart...
My heart is my hands.....
Ok...How is your hands...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Suppose Germany had developed two bombs before we had any bombs. And suppose Germany had dropped one bomb, say, on Rochester and the other on Buffalo, and then having run out of bombs she would have lost the war. Can anyone doubt that we would then have defined the dropping of atomic bombs on cities as a war crime, and that we would have sentenced the Germans who were guilty of this crime to death at Nuremberg and hanged them? But, again, don't misunderstand me. The only conclusion we can draw is that governments acting in a crisis are guided by questions of expediency, and moral considerations are given very little weight, and that America is no different from any other nation in this respect.
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The Black Clouds
Never had I seen the blacker clouds,
As I do witness encroaching them now,
Emerging from filthy firmament,
In the grim sky of the West,
Before the utter horrifying darkness;
They advance merging among themselves,
Like sooty sable flakes of cotton;
They are not the clouds that carry the drops of rain,
Those quench the parched breast of the earth,
Those bring good tidings for the rich affluent future,
But the harbingers of destruction and ruin,
The omens of blackness,
Those take birth when explosives explode,
And chemical weapons blast,
Sprinkling the drops of human blood,
Too red, too thick, and too innocent.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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False Peace
The fear that is upon the Earth
Causes men to quake
The fear of an atomic war
Is more than man can take.
Of course they seek a saviour
A man to bring them peace
If he comes from God or Satan
The UN said, 'he shall increase'
For this world will give him power
In return for the peace he brings
They will worship and adore him
Sell their souls for many things.
But the peace that he will bring
Will be but a lie from hell
For Satan cannot give man peace
Though a truth in this I'll tell.
Now the prince of the air
Will be given his own place
By the Earth's United Nations
'cause they have refused God's peace through grace.
Now the prince of the air is Satan
And he seeks to rule the Earth
The New Age folk will give him this
For they have not second birth.
And in time atomic war may come
A destruction wrought with fire
Satan's peace confirms his name
As the eternal liar.
But true peace comes from God alone
And in Yeshua the Messiah is found
Not troubled by atomic war -
God's peace is Calvary's ground! !
'Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Yeshua the Messiah'
Romans 5: 1
poem by Richard Merrell
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H o p e
my little hands are always looking for you
my little hands always want to hold you
my little hands will never let you go
I want to walk and be comfortable
together in your grasp
while my little hands have not been able to conquer the world
but at the moment my little hands into a future force
hands that will always hold you
and will not let you go
smile and my little hands is hope
who will take care of you
someday - is my devotion to you
A Psalm of Hope
When the world beats
the rhythms of joy and sorrow,
when our hearts keep the hope
to light the dark shadows,
when our hands touch the strings
for our common song,
then I know there is a way to go:
a way to peace
a way to hope
a way to light.
When a child is caressed
by love and kindness
and a stranger is welcomed
by our hands of faith,
when each moment bears
the seed of a bright new day,
then I know there`s a dream
to find and rebuild:
a dream for peace
a dream for hope
a dream for love.
When pain in our life
numbs our senses
and the will to survive
seems extinguished,
yet a ray of hope
comes shining through,
then I know there's a place to go:
a world of peace
a world of light
a world of love.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Lord Buddha smiled
Thousand of years ago the world came into smiles
There was misery, plight and agony all for while
No respect for nature, young, old or child
There prevailed rule of jungles and people were wild
Lord Buddha stepped out from his silence
He was all out to alleviate the sufferings in his presence
The divine knowledge and power were of no use
Until was parted to encourage love and tensions to defuse
His message of love is of immense value even today
Hated and not love should be given go by all the way
Love and trust to form the integral part of human nature
This can only guarantee us for lovely life and stable future
When Buddha smiled years back he had only meaning
The world was to think and have peaceful and one leaning
To support right cause and work for peace to benefit mankind
Not to work for evil forces or jump into actions amounting to be unkind
The world was given indication of coming peace
Life was to spent with all hopes and at ease
No bloodbath was to take place as many kings joined
The effort was appreciated and move was combined
World at large had heaved a sigh of relief
It was victory for truth and had firm belief
Whole area was come under magic spell
Everything was going be in order and very well
Lord Buddha had smiled with some aim and purpose
Everything was plain and clear and no room to suppose
Years later that meaning for smile was to be changed
The destruction with stability was all that arranged
Lord Buddha smiled on in India with first atomic device explosion
No one really knew what did the words carry meaning for explosion or implosion
There was not to be any meaning except self destruction or for many
There was to be left no doubt to the whole of world if to be seen as any
Lords Buddha’s smile had different relevance today
It was not meant to love but of deterrence way
Love was not to be countered with love but with equal force
The stock pilling of weapons was to be of great formidable source
Lord may be smiling from heaven at today’s scene
Love and peace is of same relevance today but differently seen
It can be seen as weakness as no longer it is in hands of weak
The love can and withstands any threat if someone chooses to speak
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Prayer For Peace
We got something don't you know it's true?
We got something don't feel it too?
We got something, we got something to do
Not a mushy line that I'm pushing on you
Just another blue-note sung slightly out of tune
We got something, we got something to do
Prayer for peace, prayer for peace
Prayer for peace.
It may appear that we've been sleeping through our years
And we've been living in an imaginary world
But we know what
We know what we got
And if the choice was your of love eternally
Or destruction of the world by some atomic energy
The you'd know what
You know what we got
Prayer for peace, prayer for peace
Prayer for peace. (repeat)
We got got got, we got got got, we got we got something
We got we got got got, we got got got, we got we got something
Prayer for peace, prayer for peace
Prayer for peace. (repeat)
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Prayer For Peace
We got something don't you know it's true?
We got something don't feel it too?
We got something, we got something to do
Not a mushy line that I'm pushing on you
Just another blue-note sung slightly out of tune
We got something, we got something to do
Prayer for peace, prayer for peace
Prayer for peace.
It may appear that we've been sleeping through our years
And we've been living in an imaginary world
But we know what
We know what we got
And if the choice was your of love eternally
Or destruction of the world by some atomic energy
The you'd know what
You know what we got
Prayer for peace, prayer for peace
Prayer for peace. (repeat)
We got got got, we got got got, we got we got something
We got we got got got, we got got got, we got we got something
Prayer for peace, prayer for peace
Prayer for peace. (repeat)
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Alfred Nobel's discoveries are characteristic; powerful explosives can help men perform admirable tasks. They are also a means to terrible destruction in the hands of the great criminals who lead peoples to war.
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Destruction And Salvation
The buildings were collapsing all around
People screaming then falling down
Than not making a sound.
(I smiled)
The ground started opening up
And people falling in.
(I smiled)
The sea waters overflowed on the land
Bringing destruction, mud, and sand.
(I smiled)
The skies turned completely black
And the sounds of the lightning’s cracked.
(I smiled)
A man stopped me and asked:
Why do you smile when the world
around you is falling down?
I responded: I smile because the lord walks
by my side, and fills my heart and soul.
I grabbed his hands- “ and he smiled”
Let me walk with you, for I also felt him too.
We walked hand in hand through this barren land.
Other people stopped and asked the same question.
Then took our hands and joined us too.
The salvation of the world was coming true.
Faith, hope, love, was following thru.
As the people joined and held hands
The destruction began to cease.
And in peoples hearts
They found relief and peace.
When they looked there were thousands
Holding each others hands
For this was - part of gods plan.
poem by Louis Rams
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Feeding The Chickens
the grains in your hands
you spread them on the ground
chickens come near you
making you feel like you are the
United States of America
and they are the countries that depend on you
those third world bastards
those colonies, those developing ones
the grains become your bombs
under your keeping
you think you are the only one who has that sole
divine right to keep these grains (yes the bombs)
inside your hands
Holy cow! Who are you? Who are YOU!
(repeat the question 10x)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Truth About The Good News
I AM thinking
i agree with what the wind is telling
that from afar
some good news are waiting
and i bloat myself with hope
feeling like cotton
soft and useful
the wind left
and i waited for days for the coming of good news
like a cure for instance
for loneliness
or a miracle for the healing of a friend
who is dying
beside me
hands clasped towards heaven
for the skies to listen
I am thinking that the wind may have simply pitied our situation
and lied
and will not come back and stop
for we will always
remind about him about the good news
I am thinking
there are times when out of pity the ones that come here
say words
that they do not mean
and then
i sit again holding the hands of the dying friend
giving him
the good news from the warmth of my hand
it does not speak of healing
i does not want to remember anything
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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