Into Battle

Point us to peace and we a - slaughtering go,

Order us love first what we hate most.

For it is not sufficient adoring Human;

To crush it we learn. In mechanic formation,

Let body and mind take beastly motion.

And tell us to appreciate it. Suddenly we know

The flower we kissed is ours no more.

Gone are the old days, but nearer to future;

Give us vision and revision, give us death,

To destroy the work of death we venture.

Give us a heart sensitive yet try it

To sing violence. Our joys and despair

Are multipled, yet these to neglect

To nib and distort, is now life buoyant.

There is a malign trick in your plan

O Lord, who trap us thus in the hold of Present.

Along dog - teeth tunnel we march, groping

To and fro. Let us take as one truth

Your contradictions. O let us be patient,

You who endow us with fulfilment, and its agonies.