I sit and watch as mankind blindly gropes
Its way to patterns that the cosmos found
Itself, self-organizing wish to hope
And placing everything on patterned ground.
Did life, like mankind, fight against the trend
Within the cosmos that gave rise to it
And all it needed to survive and bend
Environments to thrive, not merely fit?
Release yourselves into true personhood,
Become unique by showing that you flew
With others and rebelled to do your duty.
Release yourselves so that you do the good
In a society that now is true,
Emerging to the just and sacred beauty.
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