For my people blundering, groping, and floundering in the darkness of churches, club societies, associations, committees,and conventions. Distressed, disturbed, deceived, and devoured by money-hungry glory-craving leeches prayed on by a facile force of state, fact, and novelty by a false prophet and holy believer.

For my people standing and staring, trying to invision a better way, from confusion, hypocrisy, and misunderstanding. Trying to invision a world that will hold all the faces, and all the Adam’s and Eve’s and countless generations.

Let a new earth rise, let another world be born, and let the bloody peace be written in the sky. Let a second generation full of courage issue forth, let a new people loving freedom come to growth, and let the martial songs are written. Let diggers disappear and let the race of man now rise and take control.

This is for my people!

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