May the scientists of the world
Have the genius and the wisdom
To invent that drug.

The drug
That sparks feelings of universal love
And bridges chasms
In the minds of men and women.

The drug
To fortify wills
And metalize spines
And unroll the dice
Of birth and fortune and faith.

The drug
To treat
Not fathers nor mothers nor uncles nor aunts
Nor the fading generations of an unchanging world
But to medicate the youth
Of our vast and ancient lands
And inoculate them
Against the prejudice and the cowardice
That corrupt my repentant heart.