I’m not hidden behind a mask. And man
is not driven by fear. The day we all
can dance under the same umbrella,
gal and fella, drinking a cup of cheer!

I pray for the day
that signs on lawns and in windows
don’t erupt in violence/that man has
a voice and is not silenced for his
tongue. And no sully scripts are flung.

I pray for the day
to arise soon/that man sheds
his cocoon and spreads his arms
to embrace his fellow man
face to face.