III. Our Connection and Our Hope
I see I’m a piece of the whole of humanity.
I see I’m a part of the human calamity.
To say, “I’m the cure” is a part of my vanity:
It’s beyond me, but it’s got me to think
How our lives are affected by cultural trends
And how my personal changes affect my friends,
And how choices themselves affect all of our ends . . .
At least to admit there’s a link!
I look at a hill I’ve been wanting to climb.
It looks so soft, and it doesn’t seem far,
But the going is rough, and it takes some time.
But I do have a picture of where we are!
We’re reaching the place where our dreams can flower,
Uncovering the love that awakens our power.
To social pressures and others’ designs:
The world has its limits, but not our minds.
Our freedom to thrive is within!
The road is now open for a new commencement,
Like for prisoners craving release,
But we have to think bigger than petty resentment.
We have to work from a state of contentment
To bring our world to the path of peace!
I’m talking here about sensibility:
We each have our own dreams and kinds of ability,
And the acceptance we nurture creates social stability,
While admitting that things have gone wrong.
When we can be hopeful, but also real;
Understanding: People lie, cheat, and steal!
Let’s be matter of fact about all our ideals.
Then the bonds between us grow strong!
