Bitterness and enmity are not the way There is in man the possibility To recognize upon this earth the play Of beings inimical who live to see
The darkness rule our erring lives and then Restrain the evolutionary force Reverting man to animal again Directing life towards a lowly course.
What then of those bright souls who came to save, Their words still burning on ethereal pages And all the love and beauty and peace they gave. Our denial of the truth brought down by sages,
The work of avatars and holy men laid waste Their untiring work to uplift transform and save, Forgotten the holocaust, the pain they faced As man in his lust and greed wends to his grave.
There is in all a being filled with light, A love so strong no demon can attack Shall we not rise up and face enveloping night Against suppression of the Truth fight back?
Poems Undated (1727)
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