There Is A Lovely Road That Runs

There Is Only One Way In Which One Can Endure Man's Inhumanity To Man And That Is To Try, In One's Own Life, To Exemplify Man's Humanity To Man.

But Perhaps When You Were Too Obedient, And Did Not Do Openly What Others Did, And Were Quiet In Church And Hard-working At School, Then Some Unknown Rebellion Brewed In You, Doing Harm To You, Though How I Do Not Understand.

If You Wrote A Novel In South Africa Which Didn't Concern The Central Issues, It Wouldn't Be Worth Publishing.

Because Life Slips Away, And Because I Need For The Rest Of My Journey A Star That Will Not Play False To Me, A Compass That Will Not Lie.

One Thing Is About To Be Finished, But Here Is Something That Is Only Begun. And While I Live It Will Continue