Brotherhood – A Poem By Edwin Markham
Brotherhood By Edwin Markham The crest and crowning of all good, Life's final star, is brotherhood For it will bring again to Earth Her long-lost Poesy and Mirth Will send new light on every face, A kingly power upon the race. And till it come, we men are slaves, And travel downward to the dust of graves. Come, clear the way, then, clear the way: Blind creeds and kings have had their day. Break the dead branches from the path: Our Hope is in the aftermath-- Our hope is in heroic men, Star-led to build...