A multitude of symphonies echo in my being The world around me unraveling At incredible speed I will live through my 25th spring this year In the background War has just broken in the East I wish the world had a helm we could easily steer I already long for peace Why is it we always call pacifists naïve? Like blood and war is rational? As if there’s more honor in killing than in retreat As if all of this bloodshed is unavoidable I am not the only person distraught At the idea of War needlessl...