A silence now stands
Where hope once spoke.
The voice in the wilderness
of inhumanity crying
against the indifference
of the righteous.
Silenced?
So then is
justice,
So then is
hope.
So then is
faith.
Decency.
Dignity.
And a dream.
Where one dies thousands rise
For Martyrs are made to
multiply.
The stars
catch the sound
The wind
carries the word
The earth
contains the eternal law
Struggling to
be born in
Man.
In the silence
Where he once stood
The children grow
The poor gather
And those now mourning know
They shall be comforted
- Comforted – and fulfilled.
N. Ellsworth Bunce in Drum Major for a Dream.
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