In community lies strength of numbers.
to support the sick and the weak.
In community somebody hears me,
with louder voices to speak
In community lies public purpose,
to shield from the harshness of life.
To offer and receive common friendship,
to protect from the gun and the knife
In community we teach each other
about science and art and sport.
From this we gain our vitality,
and through this our sickness is fought.
In community others surround us.
Their dreams, their love and their faces,
encourage our hearts to prosper;
our minds to accept other places.
In community disaster may come
But, grief shared and faith in our all,
makes death's pall linger less strongly,
our tears with others can fall.
In community lies man's ambition.
Without, makes larger our fears.
Together we make sense of being
and bring joy and length to our years.
Your poem has added to my definition of community. Some lessons on it are much harsher than a poem. Hopefully here in the U.S. Katrina taught us how a community should have reponded to a disaster. We will find out in the responses to the current S. California fires.
This is a very touching poem, Rob..In community, there is harmony and love..thanks for sharing this wonderful piece of yours..top marks from me hugs, Meggie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Another shipped into favourites... hopefully to picked and packed and share at future community rallyings.