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Sep 2016
What if the only thing admired was kindness?
Compassion seen as sexier than mean?
Desire for wealth condemned as worse than blindness,
And competition thought to be obscene?

What if we felt no fear of other creatures,
And, like God, knew them beautiful and good?
Then, childlike, we could let them be our teachers
And educate ourselves in fields and woods.

Perhaps then we could face our deaths with courage,
And live our lives in peace and harmony -
But Nature's tooth and claw will keep us worried:
We sacrifice sense for security.

No leaders, heroes, movie stars above
Can fill our fearful void: there's only love.
Written by
Stan VanSandt
216
     Mary Winslow and Doug Potter
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