don't give yourselves to brutes
Men who despise you and enslave
you
who regiment your lives
Tell you what to do, what to
think
and what to feel
Who drill you, diet you
treat
you as cattle, as cannon fodder
Don't give yourselves to
these unnatural men
Machine men, with machine minds
and
machine hearts
You are not machines. You are not cattle
You
are men
We all want to help one another
human beings
are like that
We don't want to hate and despise one another
In
this world there is room for everyone
and the earth is rich
and
can provide for everyone
But we have lost the way
Greed
has poisoned men's souls
has barricaded the world with hate
has
goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed
We have
developed speed
but we have shut ourselves in
machinery
that gives abundance
has left us in want
Our knowledge has
made us cynical
Our cleverness hard and unkind
We
think too much and feel too little
More than machinery we need
humanity
More than cleverness we need kindness
Without
these qualities
life will be violent and all will be lost