A Sleep of Prisoners (excerpt) - Christopher Fry

Thank God our time is now when wrong
Comes up to face us everywhere,
Never to leave us til we take
the longest stride of soul we ever took.

Affairs are now soul size.
The enterprise is exploration into God.
Where are you making for?
It takes so many thousands years to wake,
But will you wake for
pity's sake?

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