To strike the blow

When passions rise,

And tempers glow

In angry eyes,

Is not to show

An action wise.


Easy to yield

To pressures strong,

The weapon wield

To right the wrong;

Wounds are not healed

By warfare long.


Better to bear

With patience still,

And be aware

Of steady will;

Rashness and care

Each other kill.


So be content

Mutely to wait:

Time will relent;

Passions abate.

Vigour unspent

Grows to create.


Weekly Times  13.10.61