There is, in this land,
A spirit which shall rise up, and vanquish all injustice,
All lies, all hurt –
Eventually, essentially, perhaps…
There is, in this land,
A love which shall sweep away all division,
All rancour, all sourness –
Eventually, essentially, perhaps…
There is, in this land,
A decency which shall wipe the slate clean,
Which shall prove its worth,
Shall sort out the wheat from the chaff –
Eventually, essentially, perhaps…
There is, in this land,
An honour, which combines intimate with public,
Which speaks as it really finds,
Which talks true – no forked tongue –
Eventually, essentially, perhaps…
There is, in this land,
A people dispossessed, flattened in soul,
That, one day, will dare to proclaim itself –
Watch out, watch out.
A hymn of potentiality –
In the name of Liberty, of Justice, of Truth, of Love;
Of Equanimity, of Peace, of Decency, of Goodness, of Honour.
Sing…
Dafydd ap Pedr
& With boundless, endless Great Love and Respect from all at International Times xxx
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