As we descend to live like animals,
not placid nor self-contained,
our will must be light rather than fire,
our haven must not be power but truth.
We cannot let the world be led by power
but by the wisdom of ancient truths.
We cannot let not our monuments
turn to rubble and lost memories.
We cannot let the innocent be stolen,
for they are beauty in the sun.
We cannot let evil take away
what wisdom had begun.
Dream with me