A mortal me now can write and say,
Think one or two and take the commons' or a different way;
With friends of font take bread and butter, and beef and booze together,
But the dawn will break and could be nigh, a morn of different weather.
So I summon you friends and the foes who vow
To change and be of good cheer, and peace and love wow!
And pray as you weep that morn-- by the way you must little mourn,
Say Hi to them with as same and safe my tone.
With a voice abased and calm and pert,
With intrinsic feeling of a merciful heart,
With munificent benevolence and harmless hand,
Meet them with joy and their need understand.
To them I know and those are new,
From all the winds some good hood hew;
My senior and junior, I pray to the Heavenly Father,
You'll Say Hi to them and good love further.