Fools

If fools there are then fools we’ve been, in searching

For new saviour, among men, to set us free,

Battles won and fought in spirits reaching

Measure, better yet, our liberty.

If fools there are then fools we’ve been, in fighting,

Among ourselves, charged to armour, warring for the peace,

Within, without, around, all calm created

Anger, jealousies, betrayals, pride, when ceased.

If fools there are then fools we’ve been, in trusting

That some other captivates all causes just,

Just one, as one, we all, as one, in spirit,

Source to satisfy with love and trust.

If fools there are then fools we’ve been, in feeling,

That only what we feel reveals the truth,

Sedimentary notions of our natures,

Stunted yet, in vague eternal youth,

When all around the questions fraught with meaning

Are those of loving thought which actions prove.

Decisions, choices, all within our power,

Celebrated freedom when minds move.

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