Men Again March Off to War

Men again march off to war,

Now, just as since long before,

Thinking others to be their foe.

Lord, please make them know

That every being is but Yours:

Maybe this will stop all wars.

Make them also come to discern

That all beings here are, in turn,

Forms in which You alone parade,

For, in every atom You pervade,

And, if that is so, this point is true:

That all beings here are only You.

On this firm basis we can proclaim

That all beings are one, or the same,

And, if this fact men come to realise,

Above ‘foe’ and ‘friend’ they may rise,

Beholding You in all forms they see,

You being, it’s said, the Sole Reality.

And when this great truth is found,

Peace on Earth may finally abound!