These troubled men find troubled ends in times Of troubled breathes from unrest of the test. But real does recognize the real when lines Of pain are spoke aloud. Such men attest, So full of heart, to cure the world cancer From themselves and us all before the fall.
But vision unheeded gives a vile answer
To lost angels unable to keep the call.
They ent’r the flame unprepared for the heat,
A foot in both realms their sacred souls do sing
Out joy and pain and grief. Like Greek athletes
They rise and sink misled on broken dreams.
May we learn together to live with evils
So that vice is not a lice that takes lives.
-MMF
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