The crest and crowning of all good, <br />Life's final star, is brotherhood; <br />For it will bring again to Earth <br />Her long-lost Poesy and Mirth; <br />Will send new light on every face, <br />A kingly power upon the race. <br />And till it come, we men are slaves, <br />And travel downward to the dust of graves. <br />Come, clear the way, then, clear the way; <br />Blind creeds and kings have had their day; <br />Break the dead branches from the path; <br />Our Hope is in the aftermath- <br />Our hope is in heroic men <br />Star-led to build the world again. <br />Make way for brotherhood- make way for Man!<br /><br />Edwin Markham<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brotherhood-4/
