Conduct

ONE WHO BUILDS WEALTH - ON ONES SUFFERING
ONE BECOMES A VICTIM OF ITS OWN CONDUCT

POEM

Dedicated to Humanity

I do recall my tears
for all the good lost
in years of war.
They died and rest, for us to live
How noble of them.
Their memory won't go away
For as long as we gratefully
Take their place,
and pray for all the good
lost in war years.

EMJ