When We Decide to Be

When we decide to be

Out of anxiety,

Now a forever free,

Pagan society.

We ask no sympathy

From your complacency.

We have spent thoughtfully,

Sleepless nights, tearfully,

Cried out in agony –

Brokenly, prayerfully.

Childlike simplicity

In the complexity

Of all philosophy,

Creeds and theology –

We cannot see.

You may be sure of right.

We have not any light

Shining in our dark night.

No God redeems our plight

So all alone, we fight

‘Gainst your dogmatic height –

Rejecting your rules so trite

Until at last in sight

Freedom comes, gently, bright.

We do not wish you spite –

You dressed in spotless white,

(Always so sure of right),

We do not have your light –

Leave us in Freedom’s Night.

Then will we quietly

Wander in ecstasy,

Finding fresh poignancy

In Life’s variety.

We will live joyfully –

Children of gaiety,

Finding in fantasy

All that we could not see

In man’s philosophy.

Childlike and humble, we

Live for discovery,

Loving humanity.

Now making history,

We do not think we’ll be

Burned in eternity.

We alone are the free.

November ’61


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