This art must not be allowed to die,
Victim of our folly; this stiff upper lip,
Ignorance of our own worth,
That silently; contemptuous blinds,
Each to power of spoken word,
The fruit of logic; ability to reason,
All that conversation in its full glory,
Uninhibited; flowing from the heart,
Can unleash today,
Once forgot sadness that comes,
Fury at the insincere ways of men
Their thoughtless cruelty,
All that militates against our love,
Compassion that is our humanity,
Causes real men empowered to rise,
Persuaded by arguments for good,
Determined talk alone will never do,
It is simply the flame that will ignite.

Patrick R.
July 2012.

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