When – The vexatious pain of success pegs me out, The flaming forge of fame fires me, The inquisitive nerves freeze with curiosity, The empty stomach craves for hungry self-esteem, The dry throat dies for a drink of love, Then – The fortitude which installs in me The very name of THE GREAT Are my only allies. And for his complacence I plead mankind to – Loathe enmity and achieve a high degree of amity, Destroy the vengeful acid to thrive mercy, Plunder the potent powers of brutality To triumph over humanity – the heart of tolerance, Steal the perfidious wine of falsity To hinder the breach of faith, Kill the hands groping for A Euphorian, possessive flight, Slaughter the sinister spirit of life To sow the serene seeds of peace. If our efforts bear fruit, Then may be one day God would set foot on The Paradise like Earth!
