in the distant bodied foggy vision
the people and the chorus couch in fear
or rise to meet the unfairness, or just sit and cry
afraid to rise above greed , the small
man on his knees praying, as the power rises in him
a small seed in one is the beginning
of a large force bringing peace, justice is among us
if I alone seek it. Then may all bring their power to bear.
All dance with the man, on his knees.