Song for non-violence - in the style of Mark Twain

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The Spirit of Deák, Herzl, Nordau

Rise, O spirit, from Danube’s plain,
Ferenc Deák, calm in strain,
Law and peace thy noble creed,
Freedom’s shield in word and deed.

From Pest to Basel, vision burned,
Herzl dreamed, and Nordau turned
Scorn of tyrants into flame,
For a people crushed in shame.

A home they built with plow and pen,
Not by sword, but toil of men,
Fields of hope from desert grew,
Dream of prophets, made anew.

But across the hills of stone,
Other voices, iron-toned,
Chose the path of Reich and Czar,
Chains of blood their guiding star.

O Land of Zion, stand and see,
What faith in peace and will can be—
Though storms may rage and empires fall,
The just endure, unbowed through all.