We come with peace and reason, <br />We come with love and light, <br />To banish black self-treason <br />And everlasting night. <br /> <br />We know no god nor devil, <br />We neither drive nor lead— <br />We come to banish evil <br />In thought as well as deed. <br /> <br />And this our grandest mission, <br />And this our purest worth; <br />To banish superstition, <br />The blackest curse on earth. <br /> <br />We come to pass no sentence, <br />For ours is not the power— <br />The coward’s vain repentance <br />But wastes the waiting hour. <br /> <br />’Tis not for us to lengthen <br />The years of wasted lives; <br />We come to help and strengthen <br />The goodness that survives. <br /> <br />We promise nought hereafter, <br />We cannot conquer pain, <br />But work, and rest, and laughter, <br />Will soothe the tortured brain. <br /> <br />That which is lost, we cannot <br />Restore to any one— <br />But Truth and Right must triumph, <br />And Justice must be done! <br /> <br />We come in many guises; <br />But every one is plain <br />To each pure thought that rises <br />Again and yet again. <br /> <br />We are ourselves and human, <br />And ours our destiny; <br />The souls of Man and Woman <br />Divorced by Vanity.<br /><br />Henry Lawson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-spirits-for-good/
