That while contemplating the
Divine II may witness some
Atrocity and be apathetic to a
Crime against Love,to injury
Without remedy that I could
Have prevented had I been
Alert to the prowling menace;
Careless of the great voracious
Evil while I stared stunned by
A treacherous glory?  Indeed
Has this not come to pass?
Yet pass me the pipe friend.
I admit that I cannot learn
Must rely on One that is so
Much greater even God to
Guard me in my weakness
To prevent this fear from
Being realized.    Yes I am
Guilty, first in my doubts
That I cannot fully caste out;
Second and lie the first that
I have broken the law. This
I am told by the law is not
Excusable and it is only just
That I should pay the price.
My advocate, a jew no less
Tells me he well knows this
World's treachery.  He is a
Man well  acquainted with
Sorrow.  He says He will
Caste into hell the illusion
And the Illusionist and all
His legions.  I must trust
Him.  He is my last hope.
He promises I will be with
Him in Heaven and all that
I have lost   here will here
Will be there restored and
My grief will seem as but
A passing shadow when
The glory of God is revealed
To me.  To which I can only
Say OJala Lord. Let it be so.