Three Holies sat in sacred place <br /> And quaffed celestial wine, <br />As they discussed the human race <br /> With dignity divine. <br />Said they: 'Although in doctrine we <br /> May differ more or less, <br />In spirit stoutly we agree <br /> Religion's a success.' <br /> <br />Said One: 'I praise the pride of war, <br /> The Faith that mocks at fear; <br />Desire of death in battle for <br /> It bringeth Heaven near.' <br />The Second said: ''Tis Peace I preach, <br /> And hate of human strife; <br />The sufferance of pain I teach, <br /> The sanctity of life.' <br /> <br />Then said the Third: 'Love I proclaim <br /> The goal of human good . . . <br />Yet are we not all three the same <br /> In holy brotherhood?' <br />And so they went forth hand in hand, <br /> Wending a starry way,-- <br />Mohamet, gentle Buddha and <br /> He of Gethsemenè.<br /><br />Robert William Service<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/comrades/
