Ipse dixit > it is spoken, to love and not wage war
Unclench your fist, put down your sword, what are you fighting for ?
Unlock your horns and take a look at your enemy
Exchange a mutual breath of air ~ what might the problem be ?
Can it be resolved in silence ? Need we talk this out ?
Can your arrow, gun or sword be bartered for a shout ?
Does your hatred hit the core sharper than a blade ?
To stone and then remorse ~ Guilt for anger, must we trade ?
Life can be sweet for all involved, if only given chance
To love your neighbor prepare your heart for hard shell tolerance.