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Mirage

Is it a will-o'-the-wisp, or is dawn breaking,
That our horizon wears so strange a hue?
Is it but one more dream, or are we waking
To find that dreams, at last, are coming true?

Aye, surely, in that golden glimmer streaking
The cloudy sky-line of the life of man,
We see the blessed day he has been seeking
In all directions since the world began.

Sign to each struggling and exhausted nation
Of hope fulfilled, redemption and release;
Sign of the end of needless tribulation,
And the beginning of the reign of Peace.

Country with country, brother with his brother,
Content to share, and not to grab and steal;
Ceasing the wild-beast battle, each with other,
To work in concert for the common weal.

No class-strife more, neighbour with differing neighbour;
No waste or want, to breed the plague of crime;
No soul-debasing pomp and sordid labour,
No wars, no famines, in the coming time!

But swords of slaughter - valour and brains and money -
Turned into ploughshares for the lands redeemed,
To fill men's homes, as full as hives of honey,
With wealth unknown and happiness undreamed.

Great Art no more the plaything of the idle,
But nurse and minister to every need;
Nature no longer cowed with bit and bridle;
Conscience enfranchised and Religion freed.

All round our darksome isle the tide encroaches,
Distant and dim as yet, but spreading fast.
The reign of Love and Liberty approaches!
The heirs are coming to their own at last!
. . . . .

Hark! What was that? The vanquished devil howling,
With guns and bombs, for brother devil's blood?
The primal savage out again - befouling
All this fair promise with his primal mud?

Alas! So soon to see our lovely morning
Back in the hopeless night whence it arose,
And have no time to wait another dawning!
O Lord, how long - how long . . . . . . . .

poem by Ada Cambridge
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Afar Off

Is it a will o' the wisp, or is dawn breaking,
That our horizon wears so strange a hue?
Is it but one more dream, or are we waking
To find at last that dreams are coming true?

Far off and faint, a golden line is streaking
The cloudy night that shrouds the life of man;
It is the sun that dim eyes have been seeking,
Through all blind pathways, since the world began.

The sign to weary heart and waiting nation
That day will come to bring them their release
That, late or soon, through storm and tribulation,
Or with slow change, the earth shall rest in peace.

That One, invoked, with half- despairing passion.
Through years and years of wrong, will right us then;
Will take away, in rude or gentle fashion,
The curse that man has laid on brother- men.

Ah, blessed One! our souls go out to meet thee,
At whose feet Hope will fold her tired wing;
And yet we know not how we ought to greet thee,
And take the gifts thy bounteous arms will bring.

Come not, O friend! with vengeful weapons, borrowed
Of them that warred against thee — sword and flame;
For all alike have suffered and have sorrowed,
And all alike have sinned against thy name.

Come thou to men who groan in sore affliction
A breathing spirit of new life and grace;
Come in thy robes of light and benediction,
That all may recognize thy perfect face.

Yet, as thou must, come soon, for them than need thee —
And thou wilt come — Deliverer great and strong!
Brighten, O tender dawn, though few may heed thee,
And bring the day that we have sought so long!

No class strife then, each man against his neighbour,
No waste, no want, to breed the plague of crime;
No insolent pomp, no hard and sordid labour,
No wars, no famines, in that happier time!

10.

But pleasant homes, and good days growing better;
Contented hearts throughout the tranquil land,
That keep the law, in spirit and in letter,
Which we have been so dull to understand.

11.

And fruitful work, instead of barren duty,
With fruitful rest and leisure interweaved;
And life made bright with plenty and with beauty,
And souls made strong with noble aims achieved.

12.

Great Art, no more the plaything of the idle,
But nurse and handmaid to all human needs;
Great Nature, curbed no more with bit and bridle,
Nor men's religion crushed in bitter creeds.

13.

Nor sacred Love a crime, a jest, an error,
To keep or lose, to give or to suppress,
A secret shame, an anguish and a terror,
A curse to them that it was meant to bless.

14.

All round our narrow lives the tide encroaches,
Distant and dim, but spreading far and fast.
O Liberty, thy longed- for reign approaches
That is to give man's birthright back at last!
vasts;

15.

And must we go, who see the new age dawning,
While yet we suffer in the pangs of birth,
Nor breathe one breath of the divinest morning
That yet has come to bless our waiting earth?

16.

Oh, must we go, just when the day is growing?
Oh, must we waste with vast and vain desires,
Like sparks put out when viewless winds are blowing,
We, lit and quickened with supernal fires

17.

Are we to read no more the wondrous pages
Of this great tale that evermore goes on?
Will suns and stars light up eternal ages
With happier worlds — and we alone be gone?

18.

Never to learn the moral of the story —
Why we have toiled for what we must not keep,
Why we have fought to win no crown of glory,
Why we have sown what unborn hands will reap.

19.

Never to learn wherefore our Maker sent us
With these immortal passions in our breast.
Ah me! Ah me! Wherewith can we content us
To know so much, and not to know the rest!

poem by Ada Cambridge
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Gospel Truth

brother you must know
that your suffering today is inferior
very much inferior
to the glory that is promised
in the ripeness of your time

feel the eager longing for the
coming of that time

for soon brother
you shall be freed from the decay of your
self-created depression

for quite long
we have groaned for that redemption
that spirit within
that hope for the coming.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Brother To Brother

Brother to brother
Now we must join our hearts and hands
Yeah, if we love one another
We hold the key to the promised land
Think of all that weve been through
The shucks and jives and royal blues
Let us pray our time will come
When this world will live as one
Brother to brother
Now dont let the devil get you down
Oh cause its bread and its butter
That makes this whole damn world
Go round and round
Do you know where we went wrong
Tell me why the lines are drawn?
And let us break our boundries down
And live our lives on common ground
Oh mothers and fathers
Where will tomorrows children be?
Oh brother, my brother
Let us live our lives in peace
Brother to brother
Brother to brother

song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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They're Not Here, They're Not Coming

(don henley/stan lynch)
From the arizona desert
To the salisbury plain
Lights on the horizon
Patterns on the grain
Anxious eyes turned upward
Clutching souvenirs
Carrying our highest hopes and our darkest fears
They swear there was an accident back in '47
Little man with a great big head
Splattered down from heaven
Government conspiracy; cover-ups and lies
Hidden in the desert under endless skies
Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No time for heroes, no place for good guys
No room for rocky the flying squirrel
They're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
Turn your weary eyes back homeward
Stop your trembling, dry your tears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But i promise you, my brother
They're not here, they're not coming
Would they pile into the saucer
Find orlando's rat and hug it?
Go screaming through the universe
Just to get mcnuggets?
Well, i don't think so, i don't think so
It's much too dangerous, it's much too strange
Here in a world that won't give oprah no home on the range
Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No authenticity, no sign of soul
The radio won't play george and merle
They're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
'til we put away our hatred
'til we lay aside our fears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But i promise you, my sister
They're not here, they're not coming
To this garden we were given
And always took for granted
It's like my daddy told me, you just bloom where you're planted.
Now you long to be delivered
From this world of pain and strife
That's a sorry substitution for a spiritual life
(solo)
Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No place for sentiment, no room for romance
Bring back the duke of earl
They're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
Turn your hopes back homeward
Hold your children, dry their tears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But i promise you, my brother
They're not here, they're not coming
They're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
'til we put away our hatred
And lay aside our fears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But i promise you, my brother
They're not here, they're not coming

song performed by by Don Henley
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My Young Brothers

young brother young brother i see we are close to cross that mountain, no matter your age orgin or color i consider you my young brothers, giving, the time...
young brother young brother as generation evaluation, we all need a helping hand, can we see to have peace, i know im just of coming, but seeing this horror made me write for kin,
dear brother my brother words are all we can share, by that can we nurture to make peace,
i am not that of, of a man lacking wood, but would you like to hear my full story?
my brother oh brother! ! !

poem by Louis Borgo
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Cory B

I love my little brother he

was there for all my struggle

we had so me many ups and

down I love my little brother

we never separate from each other

as we walk shoulder to shoulder

I got his back he has mine he's

all I need to defend whats ours

I love my little brother now we

getting older we start to understand

one another better you remember

how was use to be geeked to go to the

park and ball hard now look at you playing

with them books and ball I love my little

brother but he's not little anymore

he turned into man I remember I

use to hold his hands now I putting

money in his hands I love my little

brother he aint gotta worry about

no trouble coming his way cause

he troubles are my trouble and my

hustle is his hustle I love my little

brother so think twice about fucking

with my little brother and remember

he gotta big brother that love him like

a pair of jay's I swear I love my little

brother just look at HIM in school living out

a dream I use to dream playing ball

and staying up late studying with his

back up against the wall wondering where

the next dollar coming for shit just call

your big brother cause I love you little

brother and I got ya little nigga so he'll

never miss a fresh pair of jay's or af1's

'and I'll come up to Parkside to beat a nigga

ass lol but true' I love my brother

poem by Randy Bullocks
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I'm Your Brother

I’m your brother,
I’m your brother,
I believe in the heavenly creations,
I believe in the Teacher,
The Conversation that He is the revelation,
I’m all coming up,
I’m never sleeping down,
I’m your brother,
I love all that we are,
We got to win the devil,
When I’m your brother,
And you are my sister,
Yes you are all lovable,
I love all that help me win this battle,
It’s all obvious that we are on a battle,
This is all that I perceive,
That my brothers and sisters are all lovable creatures.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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Theyre Not Hereyre Not Coming

(don henley/stan lynch)
From the arizona desert
To the salisbury plain
Lights on the horizon
Patterns on the grain
Anxious eyes turned upward
Clutching souvenirs
Carrying our highest hopes and our darkest fears
They swear there was an accident back in 47
Little man with a great big head
Splattered down from heaven
Government conspiracy; cover-ups and lies
Hidden in the desert under endless skies
Well, its a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No time for heroes, no place for good guys
No room for rocky the flying squirrel
Theyre not here, theyre not coming
Not in a million years
Turn your weary eyes back homeward
Stop your trembling, dry your tears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you, my brother
Theyre not here, theyre not coming
Would they pile into the saucer
Find orlandos rat and hug it?
Go screaming through the universe
Just to get mcnuggets?
Well, I dont think so, I dont think so
Its much too dangerous, its much too strange
Here in a world that wont give oprah no home on the range
Well, its a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No authenticity, no sign of soul
The radio wont play george and merle
Theyre not here, theyre not coming
Not in a million years
til we put away our hatred
til we lay aside our fears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you, my sister
Theyre not here, theyre not coming
To this garden we were given
And always took for granted
Its like my daddy told me, you just bloom where youre planted.
Now you long to be delivered
From this world of pain and strife
Thats a sorry substitution for a spiritual life
(solo)
Well, its a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No place for sentiment, no room for romance
Bring back the duke of earl
Theyre not here, theyre not coming
Not in a million years
Turn your hopes back homeward
Hold your children, dry their tears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you, my brother
Theyre not here, theyre not coming
Theyre not here, theyre not coming
Not in a million years
til we put away our hatred
And lay aside our fears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you, my brother
Theyre not here, theyre not coming

song performed by by Don Henley
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Brother To Brother Hymn

Brother to brother
I know that I can always coun on you
Because you are my brther
And I am your brother also
Brother to brother
Your life is different than mine
You live in Brazil
I live in Canad a country that is more advanced in technology
Brother to brother
I will pray for you
Eventhough you don't believe in God
Brother to brother I will email you more frequently
Brother to brother I will sing you a song
Brother to brother I hope the saints will go to Sao paulo and watch you While you are sleeping

poem by Aldo Kraas
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The King (II)

And now a son has come again
To keep the peace or strike the blow,
And have a long, great, glorious reign,
Through calm or tempest, weal or woe.
And strange things set me wondering –
As man and youth, we knew him here,
The one the only British King,
To see his Southern Hemisphere.

‘Midst pealing bells and cannons’ din
The countless thousands cheer and strive
To catch one glance of their new King
And queenly Mary, his fair bride;
‘Til on their knees, within the Fane,
The Royal couple meekly kneel,
The Great God’s clemency to claim,
And pray Him for their people’s weal.

And so I see, in vision clear,
The long reign of this noble line,
How on and on, from year to year
The star of peace shall brighter shine,
How men and nations, without fear
Shall hope and labour, strive and sing:
“The day of liberty is here!
The King is Dead! Long Live the King”

poem by Henry Lawson
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A Change Is Gonna Come

(s. cooke)
Producers: martyn ware and greg walsh
Producer (live version): john hudson
Album: live in europe (88), the collected recordings (94)
I was born by the river in a little tent
Oh, and like that river Ive been running ever since
Its been a long, long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come
Oh yes it is
Its been too hard living and Im affraid to die
I dont know whats up there beyond the sky
Its been a long, long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come
Oh yes it is
I go to the movies and I go around in town
Everybody there keeps telling me dont hang around
Its been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come
Oh yes it is
Then I go to my brother
And I say brother, please
But he just winds up, knocking me
Back down on my knees
Sometimes I thought I wouldnt last for long
But now I think Im able to carry on
Its been a long, long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come
Oh yes it is

song performed by by Tina Turner
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My Brothers Dreams

Where have you dreams gone my brother,

Did you let them fly away,

Did the wind pick them up and carry them afar,

Were have you dreams gone my brother,

Like a forgotten word did they leave you mind,

Could they have slipped through your fingers like the sand of time,

Did a beast rise up and tare them from your heart,

Where have your dreams gone my brother,

Did they fade away like the morning mist,

Tell me this,

Or did you just forget them,

Where have you dreams gone my brother,

When you began your journey you held them strong,

And When your battle was halfway won, still you carried them along,

But now I see you old and gray,

Without your dreams,

They’ve gone astray.

poem by Sarah Lindley Farnsworth
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Brother Up In Heaven

(bairnson)
A boy flies for freedom
But dies for the peace
In the clouds, he waits for an answer
But theres no release
Its strange here without you
And its so hard to see
So brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
Oh brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
I still see his shadow
His laugh lingers on
When I dream, were all back together
When I wake, hes gone
Its strange here without you
This was not ment to be
So brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
And though we try to change the world
A flower when its cut will surely die
So why do men with so much hate
Destroy what they cannot create
While we all stand by
We will look back in anger
But you helped us to see
So brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
Oh brother up in heaven
Please wait up for me
Vocal niel lockwood
Acoustic guitar ian bairnson
Drums stuart elliott
Bass ian bairnson
Piano gary sanctuary
The philharmonia orchestra conducted by andrew powell
(dedicated to erik mounsey 1965-1994)

song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Brother Of Mine

I the big dream
(anderson / howe / wakeman / bruford)
So giving all the love you have
Never be afraid to show your heart
So giving all the love you have
There is a special reason
A special reason...
In the big dream
We are heroes
We are dreamers
Of the big dream
Someone told me
There are brothers
Live forever
In the big sky
Just hear your voice
Sing all the songs of the earth
Nothing can come between us
Youre a brother of mine
Sing out your sisters
All the dreams of the world
Nothing can come between us
We are the travellers of time
See the desert
We have walked the path
Of all the known religions
In the big dream
We are brothers, we are sisters
Of the big dream
Just hear your voice
Sing all the songs of the earth
Nothing can come between us
Youre a brother of mine
Sing out your sisters
All the dreams of the world
Nothing can come between us
Took me by surprise
It opened up my eyes
I cant believe were ready to
Run another
Run another
Run another
Fourth dimension dream
All the way it seems
I cant believe were running to
See the world for what it really is
In the full moon
Ii nothing can come between us
(anderson / howe / wakeman / bruford)
Took me by surprise
It opened up my eyes
I cant believe were ready to
Run another
Run another
Run another
Fourth dimension dream
Always the way it seems
Just hear the voice
In all the songs of the earth
Nothing can come between us
Youre a brother of mine
We hold our hands together
Be the sunshine
Nothing can come between us
Youre a sister of time
Just hear the voice
Sing all the songs of the earth
Nothing can come between us
Nothing can come between us
Nothing can come between us
So give it all the love you have
Never be afraid to show your heart
So giving all the love you have
There is a special reason to come true
So giving all the love you have
Never be afraid to show your heart
So giving all the love you have
There is a special reason
There is a special reason this time
Iii long lost brother of mine
(anderson / howe / wakeman / bruford / downes)
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing my life for the first time
Long lost brother of mine
Living my life in the dig dream
Long lost brother of mine
Walking away from illusion
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing my life for the first time
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing me fly like an eagle
Long lost brother of mine
Watching me walk in the full moon
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing my life for the first time
Long lost brother of mine
Walking this dream everlasting
So its there
Putting one into one special reason
So its there
Putting one into one
One another. sure can. sure can
This is a further dimension
Coming at us for the very first time
Its the second attention
Realising it all of the time
Re-defining this long lost passion
For the living were in
This will be the first of many
I be telling you
Long lost brother of mine
Walking the dream evolution
Long lost brother of mine
Singing the sisters of freedom
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing the fathers of wisdom
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing my life for the first time
So its there, but to want it to one special reason
Yes its there, but to want it to want one another
So its there, but to want it to one special reason
Yes its there, you can see what you want to see
Long lost brother of mine

song performed by by Yes
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Brother Of Mine

song performed by by Yes
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Supersoulfighter

Super soul fighter's coming
Oh yeah

Soul brother space man
Flying through the sky
Fighting wars and battles
Defending you and I

He's spreading super love vibrations
For a better day
Electronic super soul vibrations
Coming all the way

Super soul
Super soul
Super soul fighter's coming
Yes he's coming

The lord of the wasteland
He don't want us to be free
But he can't stop our hero

song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from 5
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Sleeping for the Flag

When our boys come home in triumph, brother,
With the laurels they shall gain;
When we go to give them welcome, brother,
We shall look for you in vain.
We shall wait for your returning, brother,
Though we know it cannot be;
For your comrades left you sleeping, brother,
Underneath a southern tree.

Sleeping to waken
In this weary world no more;
Sleeping for your true-lov'd country, brother,
Sleeping for the flag you bore.

You were the first on duty, brother,
When "to arms" your leader cried--
You have left the ranks forever, brother,
You have laid your armies aside.
From the awful scenes of battle, brother,
You were set forever free,
When your comrades left you sleeping, brother,
Underneath that southern tree.

You have cross'd the clouded river, brother,
To the mansions of the best,
"When the wicked cease from troubling," brother,
"And the weary are at rest."
Surely we would not recall you, brother,
But the tears flow fast and free,
When we think of you sleeping, brother,
Underneath a southern tree.

poem by Henry Clay Work
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Friday

I live in an Ice house a
I never do dance salsa
I'm living in Jamaca
I live in an Ice Breaker
I'm living in Africa
I never do Know where a
Where I'm living but I'm living in a free fall
Whenever she goes away
Might as well be in San Jose
'Cause I never can tell where my
Where my heart's gonna spend it's time
Half of me's missing
I miss her Kissing
I don't know nothing but I know

She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday

My head is a hurricane
My mind is a touch insane
and my body can't sleep to dream
And my Eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm living life without her
And the morning soon will come
And the days nearly almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky

Disorientated
Insatiated
How long I've waited but I know

She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday

song performed by by Daniel Bedingfield from Gotta Get Thru This
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A Few Ole Country Boys

Not too many years ago
When dreams were coming true
I'd reach for inspiration
Sometimes it would be you
I'd hear you on the radio
I sure did like your sound
Say it's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around
From the smoke it's hard to tell
What's coming down the line
We heard you were a fast train
Coming out of Caroline
We wondered what you were haulin'
When you rolled into to town
Say it's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around
You must have felt that same old feeling
More than once or twice
Guitars pressed against our hearts
Under the neon lights
I've got to say that feeling is the best that I have found
Lord it's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around
There's a lot of truth you know
In our kind of songs
About the life you're living
And how love's done you wrong
As long as there's a jukebox
And a honky tonk in town
It's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around
It's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around

song performed by by Randy Travis, translated by George Jones
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Answers

What is the end of each man's toil,
Brother, O Brother?
A handful of dust in a bit of soil-
His name forgotten as centuries roll,
Though blazoned to-day on Glory's scroll;
For the lordliest work of brain or hand
Is only an imprint made on sand;
When the tidal wave sweeps over the shore
It is there no more,
Brother, my Brother.

Then what is the use of striving at all,
Brother, O Brother?
Because each effort or great or small
Is a step on the long, long road that leads
To the Kingdom of Growth on the River of Deeds:
And that is the kingdom no man can gain
Till he uses his hand and his mind and brain,
And when he has used them and learned control
He finds his soul,
Brother, my Brother.

And after he finds it, what is the end,
Brother, O Brother?
Upward ever its course and trend;
For this is the purpose and aim and plan
To seek in the soul for the Super-man-
The man who is conscious that Heaven is near-
A bulletin bearer from There to Here,
Finding God dwells in the spirit within
Where He ever has been,
Brother, my Brother.

And what will the God-man do when He comes,
Brother, O Brother?
He will better the world or in courts or slums,
He will do in gladness his nearest duty:
He will teach the religion of love and beauty
In field or factory, mine or mart,
While He tells the world of the larger part
And the wider life that is yet to be
When spirit is free,
Brother, my Brother.

When spirit is free, then where will it go,
Brother, O Brother?
Its uttermost summit no man may know,
For it goes up to God in His holy Tower
To gather more knowledge and force and power;
Like a ray of the sun it shall shine again
To brighten new planets and races of men.
Life had no beginning, life has no end,
Brother and friend-
Brother, my Brother.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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