say that again?

[Guest guest]

Peace? or War?

 

You decide.

Not the power brokers,

Nor the fear mongers,

Have they any power

To but set the spark.

 

It is you, the so-called,

Common working person,

And sad peons like me

Who carry the searing flames

Once the torch of war is lit.

 

Who can refuse the call to duty,

Set aside thier anger,

Put away thier hatred,

Set themselves to do the needful thing

Inside the heart of sweet reason.

 

Will it be a blood bath?

Or, will it be a welcome buffett?

 

A call to righteous murder?

Or, an invitation to a picnic?

 

Who decides these things?

Your holy concept of god - or you?

 

Here's the deal, listen. It's a sweet deal.

You just admit that you are god in the flesh.

That's the simple simple truth of the matter.

Once you do that - we'll see! " :^)

 

So, again, I ask you - who decides?

 

HAHAHAH and HOHOHO!

 

Peace - of pie - Michael