• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 11
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Art Fine-Tunes Resiliance

When poisons streak the earth we will speak verses
to ripple spaces with old certainties and new hope.
When the oceans clog with plastic we will draw truth
to create fresh pictures of our possibilities.
When oppressors circle victims we will paint gateways
to signal apertures to survival and liberation.
When hatred shreds love we will sing and heal wounds
to voice and unify primeval bonds.
When famished humans weep we will pluck violins
to tempt each one to take another tender breath.
When evil flourishes we will don masks and play
to disarm the mighty and rehearse lines of justice.
When the harpist faints in toxic gas we will mask her face,
to help her pluck the tautened strings of peace and purpose.