Evolution of the Superman

1/1/08

I walked among life's abject poverty

Saw the cruelly broken bones of a beggar's child,

The bleeding stumps of lepers accosted me,

Human chattel, beaten and defiled.

One cannot know the dark depravity

Of beings void of soul or tenderness

Or to what depths of heartless brutality

Man stoops to feed his wilful wantonness.

We rage against the world's atrocities

But powerless our force unless we yield

To a higher truth above that knows and sees

God slain, reborn, on life's vast battlefield

Working out a supremely conscious plan,

The evolution of the Superman.