open the history books
& dive right in.
live between the lines
of what they called sin.

see the secret language
spoken with love.
in the name of peace and justice:
know what must be won.

there comes a moment
when the printer lags-
but it's waiting for you
to choose what's had.

now paint the pages we'll read in our futures,
write the songs to be sung in tomorrow's lectures.
the colors and melodies are of your choosing
but don't forget the wise old, saying:
our children reap
their parents' sowings.