Strive, strive to keep your sanity
Against the heartless sinews of the day.
Strive, strive to bring back the bird
Of freedom that, distressed, flies away.
Look back and you will find
In the annals of time and space
Many like episodes of strangulation
Which were vanquished with patient grace.
Strive still to bring back into the fold
Of love and justice time’s truant turncoats;
Let the music of your tireless caring
Be the shepherd that sings back the goats,
Against the monuments they build
To house retributional gods,
Present the temple of the heart
Where benevolent gods have their abodes.
What violent instruments did ever hack
The undefeated legacies of truth?
Strive to walk that conscientious step
That makes the mine field smooth.
No rose ever withholds its scent
For fear of envenomed air;
Let the sweetness of your striving
Time’s toxic destroyers dare.