Every now and then
in the company of friends
during workday’s transitioning
to evening’s calm ending

I like to sit and listen
catch the glistening meanings
hear the voices of men
who hold dear
the clear values of decency and democracy

Men who believe
that truth should not be hidden
nor words used to confuse understanding
but rather that what is clear and plain
will usually gain a greater respect

And in the final fading
of day’s good light
I like to hear and share words of caring
about what is right and honest
things unafraid of close inspection
nor subject to the whims of election

Things that endure
the pure fire of truth
unsinged even on the fringes
things that leave us better
just for the thinking
things worth living for
and by

H. Arnett
8/1/19