The Activist's Prayer

Religous idols mar my vision because all truth needs more excision. I seize the dawn for my volition, you melt within your own contrition! Be sure it fits in tightly, scold Oh generations old . . . not old that barter out my time ~ e'er sold, youth's handicap is listening's mold! I think~ I can't ~ should place the role nor booze, nor cigarettes, now tolled! Don't count on me, for margin's hold my strength from now on in, is BOLD! An activism's strength unfolds the hope of courage seals, enfolds! Log on to: www.larouchepac.com For activism's best endeavors.