Rise up, rise up,
And, as the trumpet blowing
Chases the dreams of men,
As the dawn glowing
The stars that left unlit
The land and water,
Rise up and scatter
The dew that covers
The print of last night’s lovers—
Scatter it, scatter it!
While you are listening
To the clear horn,
Forget, men, everything
On this earth new-born,
Except that it is lovelier
Than any mysteries.
Open your eyes to the air
That has washed the eyes of the stars
Through all the dewy night:
Up with the light,
To the old wars:
Arise, arise.
There is so much ambivalence in this poem, he chronicles an awakened sense of the beauty and preciousness of the earth and the very air itself "that washed the eyes of the stars."
The poet accepts that awful contradiction of our lives. That we can only fully appreciate life when we are on the brink of losing it. That, yes, from birth to death, all of life is a battle.
Yes, we are a battling species, but the battle for life and for this world must be waged. Sometimes people are battling for every breath. Yet we want those battles to be non-bloody and non violent.
I am thinking of the famous speeches of Martin Luther King that were celebrated recently. Again I was struck by the way that apostle of non-violence often resorted to images of war. And his own life ended in a brutal killing.
Again and again King reminds his followers that they are in a long historical struggle and then he goes back to the hymn of the American Civil War
THE BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC.
"He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.
He has loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword.
HIS TRUTH IS MARCHING ON"
In other remarks by King, he reminds us that the arc of history is towards justice. So it may take a long time but the final battle will be won by Truth and Justice.
MLK also saw a deeper truth in the story of the Good Samaritan and the events that take place on the road to Jericho:
On the one hand we are called to play the good Samaritan on life's roadside; but that will be only an initial act. One day we must come to see that the whole Jericho road must be transformed so that men and women will not be constantly beaten and robbed as they make their journey on life's highway. True compassion is more than flinging a coin to a beggar; it is not haphazard and superficial. It comes to see that an edifice which produces beggars needs restructuring.
"A Time to Break Silence," at Riverside Church
THERE IS A PROFOUND POLITICAL AND RELIGIOUS TRUTH IN KING'S READING OF THE PARABLE OF THE GOOD SAMARITAN.
WE LIVE NOW IN AN EDIFICE THAT PRODUCES BEGGARS (and so much worse. Make your own list)
AND WE NEED TO
TAKE UP THE RADICAL TASK OF RESTRUCTURING.
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