Poetry: Where Do You Stand?

Here I stand,
Upon this pyre
My house,
as fire smolders out
From our actions
Of dishonesty and indifference
remain they distant in anticipation
Of disasters and break ups
Transport they themselves and our assets
Ours not theirs, to distant lands
From this house, as I stare
Here I stand, in reflection and ponder
Here he stands with his heart and mind.

Here I stand now with this man,
From days of the legend and bravery
Stop I will he says "all that has destroyed us"
Stop I will he says "all this isolation and injustice"
Not without your help, not without you
Come and join me, together we will
Create stories of magic and foundation
all that contains in our hands and minds
All that remains in those million prayers
Our time has come, our time has come

Find you will me with him now,
Together we will build this house,
From principles of justice and humanity
And to those who remain distant
In utterance "it's impossible"
And words of discomfort "this cannot be done"
Remain they outside and distant
From years of plunders and loot
This revolution will come,
Our time has come, says he
Where do you stand?
Here I stand with him
Where do you stand?
Our time has come, our time has come!