Challenging obsolescent patterns or order
Is a thing most important. But how is this done?
Relentless are the forces of powers at play
To maintain the condition of utter dismay.
There are but few defenses. What if there were none?
Hell would then become normal as some would prefer.
But there has been an answer well within our reach.
Slumber had taken over a long time ago.
An awakening process is now taking place.
We’ve been struggling for eons with issues of race,
Yet with all of that drama, to nurture the woe
Is the choice that too many are willing to preach.
With the onset of healing I am given hope
That belief in the conscience may come back in style.
Sounding clearly nostalgic, I long for the days
When our neighbors worldwide would regard us with praise.
More will come that still more there will be to revile
As supporters consider the best place to grope.
Transformation is eminent. Change is secure
As the mode of expression of things human made.
Our fragile institutions need some overhaul.
Though the task must be done, it indeed isn’t small.
Everyone with a conscience will need to persuade
All who are on the fence that they’re surely unsure.