Sure, it's probably in a book somewhere.

Like wars before, the innocent
instead were where the guilty went
To bring complaint before some court
and reaching long, they came up short.

The world's pains will worsen still
as further war's a bitter pill
And all our other problems simmer;
Future's gifts for peace grow dimmer.

The mind can get a thing all wrong
when one or many don't belong
And whether we can now explain,
the lack of truth may still remain.

Yet refresh, repent, renew! ye Lovers
Try to comprehend the the cover stories
which confuse themselves and others
while we Reconceive Kind Glories.

If fight we must then will our trust
be in the Truth worth questioning.
If right be dust from which we rose
then let's be Worth remembering.