Tending the Light

fiat justitia ruat mundus: fiat lux

Humankind seems hell-bent on being unkind
As if shedding the skin of humanity
Like a snake wriggling out of its higher mind
No more content to agree to disagree
Now everyone must be absolutely right
Generating so much heat so little light

Those who are locked-out look from the outside in
The last having least the most generous here
Who cannot compete and therefore cannot win
But neither can they lose and are used to fear
And these are my people out here in the night
Have your heat inside: out here we tend the light

+Steven Curtis Lance



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