Even when there's little choice, we choose,

 Even when there's little choice, we choose,

Lest we lose the habit of our duty.

Ever tempted to the rite refuse,

Come the day, we recognize its beauty.

There is no greater dignity than this:

In each an equal sense of sovereignty,

Ownership not easy to dismiss,

Nothing less than what makes people free.

Do, then, exercise this sovereign right

As though it could be lost, as well it might,

Yielding in small steps that few can see.


Copyright by Nicholas Gordon