Offer
That brother in thee not adjourn,
as bigotry might leave some yearn.
I offer grace, as no return
is needed to absolve concern.
And brotherhood of man is God,
and I apportioned by the rod
to pastor life and not its rage,
to walk from futile life of stage.
As so of thee in leading hence,
remembering some hopes expense,
I offer time, as life's intense
condition offers recompense.
I offer thee my life's incense,
as love in understanding's sense!
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