Commitment

The incorruptible earth suffers mankind His multiple invasion. She's not concerned How dialectics paralyze his mind, Or how his broken tortured poor, interned Within the concentration camp, can hope; Or who lies shattered on the ugly rack, Or who hangs limp from the impulsive rope, Or who bears crooked crosses on his back.

To her who gives life, what increase is given? Yet she, as patient as a mother is Who waits her son's return as he is driven Back to her amplitude of quietness, Takes him to her sweet breast and holds him there Like a tired child who sleeps on unaware.