The Future
(II.) What of the weapons of war?— They will become A crumbling waste; all the deep thought, Fierce concentration, huge and awful plans, They, too, will be a waste and serve no more Their ruthless tyrants, havod, wounds and death. Swords into ploughshares; take it up again The prophet's cry of the old centuries: The master mind of man must train and fit Those trusty allies, iron and fire and steel. Dispose rich Nature's elements and powers For human uses. The material soul Ts one with the immortal spirit; They cannot be constrained to dwell apart. Not even at the stern demand of tear.
Your God calls out to you for unity Of purpose and achievement, thus to bring The sxire salvation you so long have sought, f Soldiers of peace, hear and obey the call. —Cretan.
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Auckland Star, Volume LXXII, Issue 253, 25 October 1941, Page 6
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