Soldiers

Don′t give yourselves to brutes

Men who despise you and enslave you, who regiment your livesTell you what to do, what to think and what to feel

Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder

Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men

Machine men, with machine minds and machine hearts

You are not machines, you are not cattle

You are men

We all want to help one another, human beings are like that

We don′t want to hate and despise one another

In this world there is room for everyone

And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone

But we have lost the way

Greed has poisoned men's souls

Has barricaded the world with hate

Has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed

We have developed speed

But we have shut ourselves in

Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want

Our knowledge has made us cynical

Our cleverness hard and unkind

We think too much and feel too little

More than machinery we need humanity

More than cleverness we need kindness

Without these qualities, life will be violent

And all will be lost