'Daddy', he asked, 'is it true?'
'did people really **** each other?
underneath this sky so blue,
could one raise hand against his brother?'

'Daddy', he said, 'is that right,
did people not know black from white?
'neath this dome of light so bright,
did people turn the day to night?'

'no, my dear child, of course not,
wherever have you such ideas begot?
this world has always been a spot
of untold peace, G-d's sweet lot'.

'but Daddy', he persisted, 'I read it was true,
did men keep animals locked in a zoo?
just so that others may look 'n view
a lion or tiger or kangaroo?'

'Daddy', he cried, 'it can't be true!
could people really have been so cruel
to use all scientific breakthrough
of G-d's world as killing tool?'

'child', I answered, 'as your father,
let's have no more of this palaver,
one thing, my son, you can be sure,
this world has never been at war.'