Now is the time
to repair
driven
to think of that misty
night
of a no-mesh-tear
Now is the time to repair
the
slate-buried-hope
under
the empty-room of
longing
waiting with a bent
key
to become one of all
Now is the time
to repair
battered-broken
promises
of
long-ago ones
and followers crying out
with righteous passion
ringing
the cracked bell
for
freedom, justice
and
the elusive-exclusive
pursuit
of happiness
Now is the time
to tenderly repair
the
ripped flesh of
this nation's intention and integrity
to
match positive action
With
pluralistic voices
clear as any celestial choir
ringing healing through cracks,
shining light through fabric-fissures,
smashing stonewalls to dust
Now
is
the time
of
repair
consigning
hatred
to
the misty ambiguity
of evaporated
memory
Now
let jagged fragments flow and
meet in a
more perfect union
for all
Now
