Instead of creating a war and killing your brother
It is preferable to exchange the weapons for the flowers,
Disarming the Heart
Oh! Black Mind! Forget the Passions,
Return to reason and kill... yes!
Your brother's hunger.
Death is even beautiful when you kill
The thirst of someone and not destroying a life
Like a penny.
So disarm your heart
With the seed of love,
And you'll see I'm right.
And then, yes, you will be a real winner.
The winner of the greatest War of all time,
Which is to kill, "to kill hunger and your brother's thirst."
Be a good shot, kill the Pride,
Destroy the pain, preach the peace, preach the love,
Let violence, seek God-the Redeemer.
And your garden will have no more thorns,
Only beauty-the fruit of life, like the glow of the flower
