No Space For Rotten Race Poem by John Sensele

Join not a mob
Play not the snob
Die not on a cob

Weave fabrics of peace
Cleave from stitches of a diss
Sieve creases and vices from a kiss

Crush not your back against a wall
Think, plan and act before a fall
Walk tall, crawl not but play ball

Listen to the sound of silence
Hasten to restore salience
Worsen not vats of violence

Promote tranquility in seas of confusion
Demote incivility in droves of contusion
At all times stand for dialog diffusion

Participate in initiatives of reconciliation
Dissipate seeds of vitiation
Drive forward agendas of conciliation

Belong not to gangs of disorder
Regardless of muscles cliques grow broader
Unless mobs vow to engender order

Above all else pray for sanity
In territories in need of huge unity
Allocating neither time not space for vanity

In pursuing progress
Declining stress
Denying room for rotten rat race.