Nothing matters like peace

ask the warrior who lost his humanity

the father who lost his daughter

the leader who lost his people

the woman who lost her pride

Nothing matters like peace

ask the woman caught in her own self-hatred

the prisoner trapped behind someone else's laws

the child in the alcoholic household

the adult who remembers what he had to forget

Nothing matters like peace

ask the warlords in Washington

the businessmen whose trades are stopped

the families forced to grow drugs and deal guns

the families who watch their children take up drugs and arms

the fields salted, wasted, drugged, spoiled

the earth, groaning.

Yet for all that

We still speak far more of conflict

far more of defense

far more of security

where is the talk

realisation recognition

of community?

why is there any course but a course towards peace?

of course we know why.

there are always those who grow fat

from some one else's famine