Me And My Independent, Humanist Spirit. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

My compass points to what is fair,
Not flags that wave up in the air.
No party line I blindly trace,
But what brings kindness to this place.

I look at issues, big and small,
And ask what helps us, one and all.
Is it a deed that lifts a soul?
Or makes a fractured person whole?

I open doors, I listen deep,
To secrets that the wounded keep.
Each voice a truth, a different view,
Helps me to see what's good and true.

So when I speak, or cast my vote,
It's values that I set afloat.
A heart that seeks what's right and kind,
The purest compass I can find.

I listen close to every voice,
And make an open, thoughtful choice.
Not bound by creed, or rigid line,
But seeking good, that's truly mine.

With open mind, I watch and learn,
For truth and justice, I do yearn.
One path alone, I rarely tread,
But seek the right, with heart and head.