(Note: This is related to “Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night” by Dylan Thomas.)

Do not go gentle into that good night,
This age reveals the sacred passageway;
Race, race unto the glory of the light.

The learned men and women know the rite,
In consultation with their souls they say
Do not go gentle into that good night.

The good, now growing day by day, recite
The joys of progress made along the way,
Race, race unto the glory of the light.

Those wild once, now pensive and contrite,
It is never too late, at end of day
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Those grave, infirm, who fought the noble fight,
To mortal limits yield, yet shan’t delay,
Race, race unto the glory of the light.

And you, dear one, whose soul is shining bright,
Though still, aware there’s more to us than clay,
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Race, race unto the glory of the light.

Parker Allen Stacy, IV
3/5/2009

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