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No More Trumpets Of Despair

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Too long have our ears heard the wailing cries of agony, Of men and women and children murdered for no reason at all. It makes no difference what the murderer's name is-- Bullets, bombs, starvation, disease, Human indifference to human need. Too long, the trumpets of despair have thundered. Isn't it about time that we really start to care About the useless slaughter of human beings, their dignity plundered, Whose only crime was to live, to grow, to share. Yes, trumpets of despair, Soon your note will end And the good people of the earth With all their dignity will force the monsters To blend among themselves into a nova-like explosion For it was their seed that they planted It was their code, but by love's ode-- It was not ours. A clock of time will toll its seconds, For a total world, freedom beckons We'll never have to listen when we finally learn to care-- To the trumpets of total bleak despair.