Can any man split a boulder with but a single hammer’s blow?
I say no, for the boulder’s strength lies deep and vast within.
But, see by day how water pools in a tiny crack upon the boulder.
The water seeps slowly met by a night’s chill.
Under warming sun again a pool forms larger now with the morning’s dew.
And again the night with freezing cold.
See the tiny crack has spread.
Again, again, by day and by night water pools then seeps and freezes.
Wider a fissure opens, more the water and greater the freeze.
By day’s light see how the crack has grown.
As storms bring rain no puddle forms, the water now lies within.
Then one cold dark night the ice thrusts deep with force unseen.
No blow is struck. See the boulder now split in two.
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Who wields the power to split our Union?
No man, I say for no man nor men, not by device or force of arms
Can subdue the deep, abiding strength of our democracy.
But, by day resign yourself to loss for the good of the whole.
Surrender of your wealth that all may prosper.
By night, see those riches squandered as the chancre grows.
Resign your privilege for the benefit of the many.
With fairness as the guiding compass witness your pastures shrink.
Again the dawn with chilling effect: speak no more of what is right, place no burden on men from on High.
And as night follows day so the hands of justice feebly fold on the lap of tolerance.
Comes a new day, resign your will and submit. Let the nobler public mind direct your path.
As deeper darkness descends upon the land, the feeding hand consumes your liberty.
No blow is struck, no shot is fired.
See the Union torn asunder.
