I rushed home and turned on the radio.

I heard about the solemn march of my peers.


They did not give in to fear.

They stood firm and shed a tear.

They vowed to let the whole world hear.

That, though the killing of colleagues dear.

Had made their hearts profoundly fear.

Had made them, against violence to forswear.

They would still let nothing steer.

Nor move them from the goal that was dear.

They wouldn’t turn away, from the purpose that was clear.


Standing firm, they affirm that all life is precious.

Therefore, nothing will ever justify destroying it.