I know, I know. Anons do not like me because I read the scripture as “ye are gods.” To me as to you, the mind of man.

I found a portion of a Whitman poem.

I’ll share it with you.

— Liberty, let others despair of thee,

But I will never despair of thee:

Is the house shut? Is the master away?

Nevertheless, be ready, be not weary of watching,

He will surely return; his messengers come anon.