Without

Without war, we would not know peace

Without peace, we would not become brothers

Our worlds of differences creating chaos

Without chaos, we would not know calm

Without calm, lives would be lived in constant turmoil

Lives lived in turmoil bring pain

Without pain, we would not know pleasure

Without pleasure, we would suffer endlessly

That suffering plagues the heart with sorrow

Without sorrow, we would not know joy

Without joy, life would be empty

Our spirit murdered because it went without

If not for war and chaos bringing pain and sorrow

We would not know peace, calm. pleasure and joy

That which brings hurtful lessons

Often teaches us appreciation for all that which is good