Philosophical indulgence

I have a strong urge to post another 'arbit rants' labeled post, considering the number of  unimportant and unrelated statements I want to make.  But I'll skip them all for this. 


It's insulting to the author that I don't remember where I read this or when I read this, so I apologize.  But this simple poem has come to mean a lot to me.  I find much depth in it and can't help but share it.  Hope you connect with it as much as I did.

Let alone this desire

And see a new world rise

Let alone this time

Forsaken in your mind

Let alone this pride

And see the faces that smile

Let alone this hatred

Filled up in your heart

Let alone this remorse

And look straight in the eye

Listen to the sound of a new life

And we shall rise. 

Whoever you are, Mr.Author, thank you for these lines.