My angel, boy lama, eviscerated of strength, my funny Valentine
Bang bang the shots, woke the cots, in which babes cry as he wilts and rots,
Hidden had been the one with heart regressed and barbed in brine,
Make fetid feast of humanity like one of hell's rats,
But immortality consists in manifestation of loves lights deed
In the here and now and so as we to future go dreaming, rocking to and fro
Your Peace become others' and world with fresh dreams bleed
You tower over time's rains like celestial rainbow