conscious man fighting for existence 
in a chaotic world 
permeated with the contagion 
of hatred and violence

his days pass with the determination 
to complete his life in a mind set 
of universal understanding 
in spite of formidable odds 
and the anguish of knowing that only 
the few and not the many will 
fully appreciate his struggle

now a rare moment amid the tumult 
and the plague of constantly splitting 
hours into minutes 
to experience the supreme serenity 
of contemplation 
in which the act of condensing a lifetime 
of achievement
leads to the limits of human understanding 
in which contemplation contemplates itself

this is this man's gift to the Universe 
and justifies a battle well fought

man for this moment must be accepted for what he is 
too variable
too complex
too destructive
to deserve anything but the title of man