We are the children of light, <br />Wise, not companioned <br />By goats <br />In a condemned graveyard. <br /> <br />Backward blowing <br />Blizzards of memory <br />Flatten out <br />The genealogies. <br /> <br />But here a point, <br />The objective essence <br />We work in. <br />We shall not drink from the stink-pots. <br /> <br />Propaganda, <br />Gospel spread <br />With tin shovels, <br />We are this generation.<br /><br />Patrick Kavanagh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gospel-2/
