Because I believe in a world where

someone always answers

A cry in the night,

Because I believe in a world where doors

Of praise and pity open and fling out

light,

A world where neither lives nor words

are wasted, where

What I say is what I mean, and news

Of great and right and beautiful rings

in the air -

Because I live in a world where night

cries, Come,

Help, Here, Love me, for Christ's sake

say hello,

And nothing answers, and doors are

locked,

Because I live in a time that wastes

life, wastes,

Wastes love and time, a world where

love is racked,

Because I live in a world that scrapes

My simple touch, and dreams for me

looming shapes -

What else could I do

When the child cried out in the night,

but go?

He needs me near. Here we are. I am

here.

How could I not open the door of my

house wide

If anyone stood in the street outside?

I live in a world.