Let the masters decree in the third degree We may live with a portion of peace So all people may see...and albeit agree That aggression must finally cease With a peacetime enduring we shall be insuring A future both caring and deep And in beauty procuring sweet passion's alluring To lift us inspired from our sleep May walking in stride with Jesus give pride That heals with knowing and faith With such kindness inside everyone can abide To the conscience that brings us to grace Shall we wish to enjoy with nary a ploy The enrichment of land, seas and souls Ner again to deploy revenge as a toy To entangle our love with false goals So as One with our hearts we could move from Decartes And take science to where it may florish We shall all play our parts without help from Sartre's And find meaning in all that we nourish So if thinking be good, seems t'me that it could Let's agree then we've outgrown this box For it's well understood that we can and we should Graduate from this school of hard knocks ttr
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