Eye blinking at suddenly light
The misery of an early sage
No shame to be earnestly contrite.

How can we claim all that’s right?

Gather sheets from history’s page
Eye blinking in sudden light

Built on shoulders bent by blight
The riptide of pent up rage
No shame to be earnestly contrite.

Earlier still, death to those who gave no fight
Can be measured in some humane gauge
Eye blinking in sudden light

All good is not claimed by might
Still unlearned in this age
No shame to be earnestly contrite.

Hazy gray awaiting morning light
Psychological freedom from a cage
Eye blinking at sudden light
No shame to be earnestly contrite