Make Like Knights, Just
Dames or sirs
Let’s all be one or the other name
Or come up with a new one
For those whose errantry
Takes on charges toward an
Earth of fairness,
and all her people one
I’m not saying blood or rank
Far from it
Though blood might be the cost,
Which is instantly ennobled
On contact with an air, foul or fair
Split from flesh while questing after
Nothing more than
Quotidian liberty,
The balance that we’ve
Sometimes heard
Our prophets talk about
C L Couch
(image)
Rosa Parks with King, 1955
National Archives and Records Administration Records of the U.S. Information Agency Record Group
(cited)
“Turn Back, O Man, Forswear Thy Foolish Ways,” a hymn by Clifford Bax (1886 – 1962)
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