The Immortal Word

The evil in the marrow of life's bones

Must be rooted out or man as man may die

The violence excised that he condones,

Obliterate the thought of ‘eye for eye'.

At every step upon the path to Light

We prove ourselves unworthy and effete

When the candle of the day is snuffed by night

And we live in nether worlds of self-deceit

Where hostile entities find willing prey

In the black chambers of the twisted soul

Who would not hesitate to maim or slay,

Attack the innocent, fulfil their role.

No force can halt no circumstance deny

O seeker with the fiat of the Lord,

The crown of glory and the victory

Truth divine and the immortal Word.