Some stood up once, and
sat down.
Some walked a mile, and walked away.
Some walked a mile, and walked away.
Some stood up twice, then
sat down.
“It’s too much,” they cried.
Some walked two miles, then walked away.
“I’ve had it,” they cried,
“It’s too much,” they cried.
Some walked two miles, then walked away.
“I’ve had it,” they cried,
Some stood and stood and
stood.
They were taken for fools,
they were taken for being taken in.
They were taken for fools,
they were taken for being taken in.
Some walked and walked
and walked –
they walked the earth,
they walked the waters,
they walked the air.
they walked the earth,
they walked the waters,
they walked the air.
“Why do you stand?” they
were asked, and
“Why do you walk?”
“Why do you walk?”
“Because of the
children,” they said, and
“Because of the heart, and
“Because of the bread,”
“Because of the heart, and
“Because of the bread,”
“Because the cause is
the heart’s beat, and
the children born, and
the risen bread.”
the heart’s beat, and
the children born, and
the risen bread.”
Some, by Daniel Berrigan
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