the happy strange

 there's no choice that the ordinary make

each normal day that driven by desire

in all those things the heart seeks to acquire

we wish to fault and yet the words that break

in angry torrents on our backs must take

all of our patience since they each require

that we must suffer and yet hold our fire

while moving onward for our freedom's sake

not that we grudge the right to raging voice

of those who do not understand that change

must happen that new things must come to be

in this old world and that we should rejoice

to see emergence of the happy strange

and energetic lives of liberty