War of Ink and Tree

Take up arms countrymen, Our day has dawned Out of the time of mice and men, Into the age of utopian desire, And forge our blade in black and blue With nature's seed under our sword. Break forth, shatter no window, bone, or life, Declare war on a front new; Fight a gentle peaceful war With blades of diplomacy. Spill no blood, a new revolution is upon us. Sculpt our legacy in the sands of the crone. Spare us our reclining will To serve our country dearest, Let us bring down our mighty sword, And seal away the munitions of lands past. Bring forth a war of ink and tree.