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Sojourning through life,
we live and die---
In between, we seek triumph.
Yesterday, we let our children slip
away to lands of self perpetuated confusion.
Today they wander in a mindless inertia:
surfing wicked tides of self destruction.
Their chiseled, stone faces
wear frozen frowns as they stand
motionless in the vortex of fleeing time---
Imaging whining sheep on an altar of despair:
waiting deliverance through their fathers’ faith.
Who will become the new Abraham of our children?
Who will become the light for them to see and be---
our yesterday, today and tomorrow’s eternity?
Come brethren, with the yeast of undying love,
let us kneed the evolutionary dough of our humanity;
that our children may become the leavened spirits:
Raising the dream deferred;
that it not be denied its resurrected reality.
