We must carry the questions
As eloquently as the answers
Stay inquisitive
Even calling up our convictions
For random reflection
Not as an inquisition
But for the sake of transformation
As it is a strange and redemptive truth
That we are made up
Of the very thing that will break us
And when official language silences the heart
We must reach anew to give voice
To what is deepest and truest
About ourselves and the world
As it becomes our job
To figure out what the world is trying to be
As we move purposefully towards what does not yet exist
And walk willingly through the unknown to get there
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