Reading @Enoch's latest poem Give Peace a Chance made me think of the following poem written by my own mother back in 1935 at the tender age of 13.
Peace or War?
How must the question be decided,
Shall we have peace or war?
In this we must be undivided,
For war can only mar.
The world is mad so people say,
And who would have it so?
Those who wish it, mad are they,
And madness leads to woe.
Yet peace, it is a lovely thing −
To live with one another
As happy as
