And when I liberate myself <br />From all animosity <br />And all small and sectarian thought <br />Then <br />And only then <br />Shall I be free <br />And when I liberate myself <br />From all greed <br />All selfishness <br />All prejudice <br />All meanness and fear <br />Then <br />And only then <br />Shall I be free <br />And when I realise <br />That death is the master <br />And into its wide embrace <br />We all must creep <br />And we all must rest <br />And that we all must relinquish <br />All that we possess <br />And that the <br />Flourishing of one <br />Is nourished <br />By the flourishing all <br />And that the <br />Growth of one <br />Is sustained <br />By the growth of all <br />And that the <br />Happiness of one <br />Is suckled <br />By the happiness of all <br />Then <br />And only then <br />Shall I be free <br />And when all these little <br />Liberated pools <br />Converge into one <br />Collective whole <br />Then <br />And only then <br />Shall I be <br />Completely, absolutely <br />And undeniably <br />Free<br /><br />leonard daranjo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clarion-call/
