If politicians had to fight the wars they would find another way.
Peace is not easy, they say. But it is war that is too easy –
too easy to turn a profit, too easy to believe there is no choice,
too easy to sacrifice someone else’s children.
Someday it will not be this way. someday we will teach our children
that they must not kill, that they must have the courage
to live peace, to stand firmly for justice, to say no to war.
Until we teach our children peace, each generation will have its wars,
Will find its own ways to believe in them.
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Election Day in America by David Krieger, November 6, 2002
Most Americans chose not to vote. By their absence they voted against the system. They thumbed their nose at democracy And democracy thumbed its nose back at them.
By staying away from the polls They assured the continuation of corporate power, Privilege for the few, and obscene military might To defend this power and privilege.
Most Americans who did vote Cast their votes for one of our two military parties, The Democrats and Republicans, assuring The continuation of our country’s war machine.
By our absence and by our votes We again ratified power over reason, Privilege over justice, and corporate greed over Fundamental human rights and dignity.
Surely, if only we had thought more about our world, So weighted down by weaponry, war and poverty, We could have done better by our democracy Than we did this election day in America
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