When gazing back through mists of time
And you feel grateful for what I’ve left behind
Don’t turn a blind eye to the wrongs you find
Think me not a proud deceitful man
Who sits content in shadow lands
Honor the good that I hope you’ll see
But do not defend what new light dispels
For the deepest yearning of my hea…
A Plea To My Posterity
When gazing back through mists of time
And you feel grateful for what I’ve left behind
Don’t turn a blind eye to the wrongs you find
Think me not a proud deceitful man
Who sits content in shadow lands
Honor the good that I hope you’ll see
But do not defend what new light dispels
For the deepest yearning of my heart
Is to embrace the whole, not just a part
So if it’s on my shoulders that you now stand
With greater sight to navigate this fallen land
Take note of what to me was hidden
That kept me from a grander vision
Turn your heart to me my child
Integrate the past with present
Do your part to reconcile
Redeem my wrongs by doing better
This is how you’ll honor me.
This is how you set us free.