Sunday, November 15, 2015

When They're Gone

And now, "we'll always have Paris." As we all grieve innocence lost once again, we come together in loss as we splinter in fear and prejudice. Sing about peace and love and they will call you naive. Preach about ending war and they might give you a prize but they're gonna laugh behind your back.

We've had several "princes of peace" throughout history. We've killed most of them.

Don't let them dim your light. That's terrorism. Don't study war. Love. Just love.

No comments:

Post a Comment