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I
read or dreamed some time ago
About
a land so fair,
Where
people learned to tame themselves
Avoiding
Tempter's snare.
Because
here
what each person did
The
Self received instead
Whether
ill or good was done
'Twas
on the actor's head.
And
in my mind I dwelt on this—
A
lovely situation.
Here
is what I came up with
To
share across the nation:
Picture
a land where kindness reigns,
Where
only Good is blessed;
Where
Evil has no place at all
And
war is put to rest.
A
bully's words and blows can hurt
No
one but her or him.
They
simply stay within the Self
To
boil and fume...then dim.
Bullies
learn to protect selves
By
treating others well.
Kindness
shared, reflects right back,
Rewarding
sharer. Compels.
Groups
of bullies—governments—
Receive
the focus of
Decisions
they might implement,
Here's
how it works now, Love:
If
stealing, their-possessions left
The
moment that they voted.
If
harming others was their goal,
That
harm on them was goaded.
If
warring was their choice that day,
Then
only-they-were-killed,
So
soon the land was free of those
Whom
harm-to-others-willed!
And
all learn to treat so well
Themselves
as well as others.
There's
happiness enough for all—
Children,
fathers, mothers!
Oh,
for a land where kindness reigns
And
harm cannot bedevil.
A
place of peace and joy and love,
Where
there can be no Evil.
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