Are not fodder for you masculinity,
They are God’s light on earth; future mothers and builders of this world.
My sons are not grist for your mills of war,
They are the future fathers and teachers, husbands and partners of a world beyond our imagination.
So many who claim to love God,
Cannot love their neighbors as themselves;
They are all our daughters, our sons.
They are all the light, the hope, the future.
Let them be the light that shines, hold the candle up to the night and chase away our shadows.