A Melody Unsung

Can you be distracted by the critic or the public acclaim Can you see through the fire and renew all that’s burned Can you look past the signposts and those messages fixed Can your heart stay undamaged as the world tempts your soul Can you run through loud voices with yours still unspoken Can you make it to tomorrow without leaving today Can you give love to those hateful with vengeance recalled Can you carry your grandfather’s words into the land of the unborn Can you hang up your spear inside the enemy camp Can you live to see the beginning and the end die at last Can your voice remain pure neither bartered nor loaned Can you listen through the smoke —for a melody unsung (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)