Arthur Desmond

Some slay with sword and some with sword.
Some have no battle plan,
Some stab with venom’s subtle word,
Each does the best he can,
And each man gets what he can win-
Great wealth, great love, or fame;
The conqueror gets his just reward,
The conquered gets his shame,
The weak ones wear a crown of thorns,
Or bleat in living hell,
The strong man crowns himself with gold,
And all the world is well,
And each man gains what others lose,
No use to reason why,
Each plants his heel on fallen foes,
By Love, or Law, or Lie