Masters of War

Song by Bob Dylan

I think you will find

When your death takes its toll

All the money you made

Will never buy back your soul

Religions, textbooks, thinkers, adages, folklores, teachings passed over generations have all mentioned this one thing - everything will be left behind, you take nothing with you.

After all, we brought nothing in and it is certain we can carry nothing out.

Let there be no war.
Let there be life
Let there be love.

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