Toward the last <br />The truth of others was untruth to me; <br />The justice of others injustice to me; <br />Their reasons for death, reasons with me for life; <br />Their reasons for life, reasons with me for death; <br />I would have killed those they saved, <br />And save those they killed. <br />And I saw how a god, if brought to earth, <br />Must act out what he saw and thought, <br />And could not live in this world of men <br />And act among them side by side <br />Without continual clashes. <br />The dust's for crawling, heaven's for flying -- <br />Wherefore, O soul, whose wings are grown, <br />Soar upward to the sun!<br /><br />Edgar Lee Masters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/julian-scott/
