It takes time to understand a culture foreign to your own
And it can't be done without earning loyal friends.
It takes time to see good may come from war full-blown
As forests spring from fired land which pretends
To be devastated.
At least that's how it was with me.
I went and understood and earned and was enriched
By having friends who helped me feel and see
The silver lining in clouds so crimson pitched.
Copyright 1985 Louis J. Rose All Rights Reserved.