it's magical to be brought back to life
by a loving, luscious, divine flame
to it's light i'm betrothed, i'm wife
enamoured of its golden frame
it tickled underneath the skin
of my freshly buried ghost
kindling the bottom of my sad soul's pyre
now i'm no longer lost
in to the centre of my self
it trickled its golden sparks
awakening me to my bad health
on new adventure i gleeful embark
now i've seen the path of hope
i beckon all towards it
with the light of truth i'll have to cope
woe to anyone who ignores it
the truth is that a grand deception
has been cast upon the children
a ruse of the devil's inception
bubbling in evil cauldron
but my intuition leads me
towards the right conclusion
if only i could lead the rest
out of the horrible confusion
to think we've been made to hate and doubt
each other and our selves
by the devil's dastardly tout
who is enamoured of devil's wealth
i only pray the cosmic justice
shines it's rays on down
to open ears i entrust this
poem, now the truth in my mind has grown