10.Cheek
I found the answer... open your hands.
Reach out, distance enough, and fair maiden in hand,
All in all, we ain't... But, we press on!
I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my
business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like
to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We
all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We
want to live by each others happiness, not by each others
misery. 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. The way of life can be free and
beautiful, 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 and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be
violent and all will be lost. The airplane and the radio have
brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions
cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal
brotherhood; for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is
reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing
men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes
men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear
me, I say, do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but
the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of
human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die,
and the power they took from the people will return to the
people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.
Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you,
enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell 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!
You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don't hate!
Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers!
Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth
chapter of St. Luke, it is written that the kingdom of God is
within man, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In
you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create
machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have
the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this
life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let
us use that power. Let us all unite. Let us fight for a new
world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that
will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise
of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They
do not fulfill that promise. They never will! Dictators free
themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to
fulfill that promise. Let us fight to free the world! To do away
with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and
intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where
science and progress will lead to all men's happiness. Soldiers,
in the name of democracy, let us all unite!
Don't set the sun or let hearts grow dim. Return back to the
hill that you left, with the city in your hands and if nothings
left, well, the forest marches on. Forget not who you are.
Children of the sun. My point is,
salt is on the ground,
the cast are on their way,
and the audience is set.
Now that we have painted faith, shout, 'Victory is ours!'
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