mark
this for turn of hope or choice or chance
that
when we rise our hearts to joy are turned
instead
of knowing that our work had earned
such
tiny wages but the real advance
we
did not realize nor yet enhance
those
ways in which the greater fires burned
but
did not eat up all of those who yearned
to
set their feet free in the happy dance
now
we have given you our honest word
and
you fall silent it is not enough
that
you do nothing to prevent our walk
along
the forest path where golden bird
is
seen at sunset matters not so tough
must
in the end be subjects of your talk
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