The Conscientious Objector
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I won't fight in your dirty war.
I will stay at home
And cultivate plants & flowers instead.
I will paint & write guided by
The blessed light of a higher consciousness.
I will compose epic odes to Beauty.
I will pray for your wanton soul.
I will not be part of a conspiracy of silence.
I will denounce your war from the roof tops.
I will disseminate sweet Visions of beatitude
On the paralysed streets.
So hand me a white feather,
And call me a coward.
I really don't care at all.
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