The supreme need of the world today is for a true conception and a deeper knowledge of God. The Hindu mother tosses her baby to the crocodiles, the devout pilgrim mutilates his body, the pious monk retires to the wilderness, the martial Moslem massacres the unbelieving, the consecrated missionary lays down his life for his enemy all of these deeds are founded on varying conceptions of God.
Love, golden-haired boy, tosses His purple ball to me one more time, Invites me to play With the girl in colourful sandals. But she's from towering Lesbos, And my hair, being white, She despises. She's gasping For another girl...