The Rising Pen
Where are you? I need you?
Now my pen has risen,old faith
Is tumbling-new faith is standing-
Night is traveling fast to it\'s dawn.
Read my lines know my designs-
Your face is mine your thoughts are divine.
Heal my hurts,join me in my dreams,
From our hearts love tree blooms.
I have all the talks-some revolting thoughts:
I have the same breaths-the same blood,
Some ancient and some new,all is for you.
Dreaming of you is to dream of beauty,
The best truth lies in social equality.
What is the best of all is the best for us-
Let best be thought-let best be said,
Best be acted and best be persuaded.