All you beauty-makers,
Give up beauty for a moment.
Look at harshness, look at pain,
Look at life again.
Look at hungry babies crying,
Listen to rich men lying,
Look at China dying,
Hear the rumble in the East:
“In spite of all,
Life must not cease.”
In India with folded arms,
In China with the guns,
In Africa with the bitter smile –
See where the murmur runs:
“Life must not cease,
Because the fat and greedy ones
Proclaim their thieving peace.”
Their peace far worse than war and death –
For this is better than living breath:
Free! To be Free!Listen!
Futile beauty-makers –
Work for awhile with the pattern-breakers!
Come for a march with the new-world makers:
Let beauty be!
What’s up family and new world makers, hope all is well and and that we all – Let Beauty Be!