Where hope may yet commend a common bond

That different creed or color may embrace,

And so in brotherhood all wrath be calmed

That prejudice show pride in its disgrace.

There might we see as each to each the same,

All ire reduced by common factors there

And foul suspicion end its jaded game

So souls scarred by division can repair.

Then let us brave this solve in purposed thought,

That hearts now shattered may reintegrate

Where men through love and kindness, ever sought

—Stand equal in the glow of heaven’s gate.

And evil that has rendered heart and soul

Become the memory of a vanquished foe.