Revelers, workers, protesters, start the day in solitude
                                          in an open field
            where wildness lies awash in sound.
                        Friends listen, Love works.
Something before taking off, pushing off down the street,

            Bring about the end of displeasure in
            a public place. Carry a sign
            until your arm gets tired. Leave 
                                                         works
            To love.

Let the workers sleep.
Leave the sweeping for morning.