From the voice of a devastated Earth a voice goes up with
Our own. It says: "Disarm! Disarm!
The sword of murder is not the balance of justice."
Blood does not wipe out dishonor,
Nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil at the summons of war,
Let women now leave all that may be left of home
For a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace...
How we went from that, to here's a nice greeting card & a necklace made out of macaroni I'll never know, although I think it would make a great Mother's Day card.
1 comment:
Wow. That is an amazing creed. And I'd have to confess to being too tired to take it on. So I'll take my hand painted flower pot and the hand print in clay that I know my sons made in church last week. I can't wait to see them, actually! And all I'll have to do is stand up with all the other women as we all think, yup, I birthed 'em. Sho nuff!
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