Power to destroy,
            is, no power at all,
but a reason quaver,
            an enigma of fall.

See how the bombs
            blast into powder
Listen! the tyrants wailing,
            six feet under

The Power to destroy,
is, no power at all!

But, look at the innocents,
            silenced by thunder.
Open your minds, to the
            consequences of their blunder.

Power to create
            is the power of all,
a reason to survive,
            a reason, not to fall!

The better part of society,
            a creation,
                         for you and me,
with the power to live,
            fight for it!