Defying The Devil.

How dare we defy the One who holds sway Over malleable minds, who disgorges Time and again the weak, as dispensible? Only the strong will prevail, so they say. Meekness, we're told, is not meant to win wars, Offensive assertion conquers the day. Fighting for rights has been undertaken, Assaults, then subjection to mighty force Have ever been used to course the 'right' way To ultimate peace - - but for wars to cease We need, bent, an ear to the still, small voice Of life's calm, which whispers to 'cause no harm.' For, as much as it depends on such as us, To try the peacable way towards all. Then, we recall, these were the thoughts of One Who conquered the world with unfailing love. The devilish will argue this holds no intelligent Proof of victory: - but if simple love can move Mountainous misunderstandings, can't we see, In the face of coming eternity, Before dire evil be done, that nothing is worth More, in defiance of all that's been said To defend the conquering by hate, as 'right', Than, by gently lifting love to the fore We can welcome, once and for all, true peace Which will soon take root and cover the earth.