Son of sacred heart supreme
Doth imagine deep in dream
A future encumbered by hatreds creed
Thinks in fathoms for future freed

He is the sublime, cherished steed
Cantering on a wanderlust hoof
Plants in minds a peaceful seed
His Beauty to lesser souls, aloof

He maketh my heart aligned
To creed of love, activity refined
Surpassing matter, the magic of mind
John shows righteous path unwind

Foolish, blundering, evil hacks
Haven't for Beauty got the knack
So they try to sully his shine
They can try forever, his rose contrast to their brine

One fateful day taken by a fool
Who fortified his heart when they shot it so cruel
Their pompousness the mind appals
May they ever be bereft of gold heavenly laurels