One murder made a villain, Millions a hero.
One murder made a villain, Millions a hero.
In sober state, Through the sequestered vale of rural life, The venerable patriarch guileless held The tenor of his way.
Kill a man, and you are an assassin. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill everyone, and you are a god.
He who foresees calamities, suffers them twice over.
Teach him how to live, And, oh still harder lesson how to die.
One murder made a villain, Millions a hero. Princes were privileged To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime.
War its thousands slays, Peace its ten thousands.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories