Butcher the evil millionaire, peasant, br And leave him stinking in the square. br Torture the chancellor. Leave the ambassador br Strung by his thumbs from the pleasant br Embassy wall, where the vines were. br Then drill your hogs and sons for another war. br br Fire on the screaming crowd, ambassador, br Sick chancellor, brave millionaire, br And name them by the name that is your name. br Give privilege to the wound, and maim br The last resister. Poison the air br And mew for peace, for order, and for war. br br View with alarm, participant, observer, br Buried in medals from the time before. br Whisper, then believe and serve and die br And drape fresh bunting on the hemisphere br From here to India. This is the world you buy br When the wind blows fresh for war. br br Hide in the dark alone, objector; br Ask a grenade what you are living for, br Or drink this knowledge from the mud. br To an abyss more terrible than war br Descend and tunnel toward a barrier br Away from anything that moves with blood.