Our greatest challenge right now Is to look the beast squarely in the face And not flinch This is the last dance, I believe With the thrashing tail writhing and lashing out In its death throes And it is leaving a trail of blood in its wake To be sure Let’s not shy away from that fact But let’s not sacrifice ourselves to the pit of despair For that feeds the beast still more And does nothing to aid those poor souls Who will be smugly written off in the black book of war As ‘collateral damage’ Perhaps When we see hate Let it remind us to give more love…