May the millions and millions and millions
of women, children, elders, and men
homes, farms, orchards, animals ...
who all perished
in the endless ugly wars
All be remembered and cherished.
No thanks to all
the lock-step soldiers, warrior zealots, drugged mercenaries,
heartless politicians, and duped sheep-folks
of Nations, Religions, and War Lords
who stole as they pleased
who murdered all in sight
who raised their bloody flags
who cheered themselves
called on the blessings of God and Allah and Country
bulldozed the dead into ditches
and built Memorials for themselves.
Are there heroes in all these tragic tales?
Where there decent, honorable and just men defending ...
They are quiet now,
Fold up some flag, bury it deep,
Plant a tree over it today:
a living sign,
a growing reminder,
of the beauty
of the productivity
of the happiness