When? When will we Ever learn? Learn not to burn, Not to spurn And churn To dust and dirt Our brothers And sisters Who share Our human birth? When Will we learn Not to spill, Not to kill In blood and fire What we Do not understand? What twisted Part of us Thinks death And hate Can expiate Every wrong? All of us Bear some guilt For blood spilt In angry Ignorance Yet who Can say What is right, What is wrong? Some part of God Must ache today In cosmic agony At this hideous act Committed in His name. But our pain And His Are they not the same, Different in degree But not in kind? We all are One, More the Same Than not. When will we learn?
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