"  it is well war is so terrible, lest we become too fond of it..." - robert e. lee
leader of the confederate army.

Must we only dream
   of wise kings who know
that rivers must flow
   peacefully
so a woman can sing
   her children to sleep
and fathers not weep
   holding them
in grief too heartbroken
   to rage
at the violence men bring
    in this age
that should be long left
   behind us?

Our words are sewn into those
                           that hear our thoughts.

So make them pleasant,
                as ill words sow sour fruits