A FREEMASON'S
POEM
by Tony Hamilton, Bearsden Scotland
Quite simply one
pillar to another was as wide as my brother’s smile
It was the day of the great one’s child in the west and a geometric day in the
east
We have taken many steps and followed many signs; for society we go the extra
mile
Whilst often invisible we apply endless love, considerable charity and
intellectually required guile
We are
freemasons and proud, offering each of our communities so much
The silent brother and morale man acts as Santa Claus all year round
Giving to those we love and those who are in need, ours is rarely seen, a silent
touch
The eagle soars above silently, rarely seen, but its grip has a definite touch.
Through time
itself our brotherhood has stood the trials and test of time
Because the pages of history and future world events requires it should exist
As a desert needs water and day needs night, one of the wonders of the most
divine
But never be complacent as the world revolves on a constant changing axis
Now a Virtual
Lodge exists and carries love and brotherhood across the globe
But is
humble and recognises the view of the intellectual man outside of the square
Because one man’s rags are
indeed another man’s robe
And all enquiry, criticism and rejection of our humane beliefs are just, true
and fair
We are told a
penny is all you need to enrich another’s world, is it just cry and hue?
I implore you to listen to those that believe that our existence is quite simply
evil
We are nothing but equal to every other man on this planet, we just follow a
path that is true
Maybe one
day they will give us a break and recognise that our generous activity is on the
level.
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