LINKS.
POETRY
from, A Meditation.
To the destiny of man
to the instinct of my own nature
to the martyred spirit of all dead pioneers
let me pray.
Let me commune for health & strength & endurance
in captivity
Let me pray for zeal of spirit & power of faith.
Let me pray for intellectual vision & fervour of passion.
Let all vulgarity slip from me & the word, the spirit
of truth, become incarnate in me.
Let me never deny the truth either in word or spirit.
Let me work for the overthrow of scoffers in high places,
for the destruction of scoffing.
Let me become a prophet against scepticism
of worldly piety and social unbelief.
Let me become a son of man
the enemy of God the foe of kings
the destroyer of ritual, ceremony & all useless form.
Let truth & truth alone be my mistress
and may I bring witness to her integrity
from all lands & climes.
May no worldly ambition
no temptation in this wilderness of understanding
lead me to serve the enemy of man,
the principle of power and domination.
GUY ALDRED.
Written on the eve of his first Court Martial,
at Fovant, May 16th. , 1916
I DREAM.
I dream
A world where man
No other man will scorn,
Where love will bless the earth
And peace its paths adorn.
I dream a world where all
Will know sweet freedom’s way,
Where greed no longer saps the soul
Nor avarice blights our day.
A world I dream where black or white,
Whatever race you be,
Will share the bounties of the earth
And every man is free,
Where wretchedness will hang its head
And joy, like a pearl,
Attends the needs of all mankind -
Of such I dream, my world!
LANGSTON HUGHES
DEEP IN EVERY HEART.
Deep in every heart lies the seed of humanity
Ever trying to bloom,
Entombed in doubt, choked by subterfuge,
It struggles to survive.
Look, I undress my heart for all to see.
Here stranger, gaze upon it
Perhaps then you’ll see what’s buried in your’s,
And together we can chip away this rock hard world
And fashion a softer refuge
For those not yet born.