Spiritual truth is ageless <br />Words of poets, prophets <br />Echo down the corridors <br />We are geographically one <br />Ours is the tolling bell <br />Void of passion… the ghosts <br />Compassion and goodwill <br />Segregated, identity our priority <br />The ally of indifference is time <br />Tomorrow, tomorrow, or someday <br />Conserve the now, reinforce Me! <br />Wear a wristband sing a hymn <br />Dreamwishing for change <br />The power for control <br />Who is in, and who is out <br />Whilst promises remain <br />Unfulfilled, broken… <br />When will former things <br />Pass away, when we feed <br />The poor, free the oppressed <br />And no one, no one laughed <br />Diaries burst with meetings <br />Conferences, doing not being <br />Dizzy heights of disengagement <br />Far from valleys of despair <br />Engaged in self-development <br />Practicing the art of listening <br />But, only to each other <br />Behind the walls of charity <br />Built to ensure the difference <br />In giving we maintain <br />Power, a sense of well-being <br />Never far from touchstones <br />With essays to write <br />And brown rice to cook <br />Lipservice to gospels untold <br />Raising loud our voice for <br />Our agenda, Our isms <br />A menu of causes, Life <br />Liberty and self our pursuit <br />Disengaged voices so shallow <br />Sound the death of integrity <br />Redouble our efforts <br />When this becomes clear <br />Offensive defensive we become <br />Distance compressed in time <br />We are all aware, yet turn away <br />Conscience absorbed in silence <br />When the correct time arrives <br />We feed our excuse to remain <br />Disengaged and indifferent <br />Spiritual truth is ageless <br />I am my Neighbour.<br /><br />Adrian Wait<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-my-neighbour/
