Bottom Up

You golden love, you organize yourself –
The best in life, you organize yourself.

The wealth of nations, lifting poor to warm,
Cool comfort, you but organize yourself.

The storyteller, poet, artist, musician,
In all your art, you organize yourself.

Each rainbow, red to violet, bursting from
The mists of heaven, organize yourself.

The peacock, every creeping cell, each tree
And orchid, evolve, organize yourself.

In classrooms, out of books, and wise men’s lips,
Each brain should grow – learn, organize yourself.

I fight the tyranny of ignorance:
Command myself, Troy, organize yourself.