Sunday, 10 January 2016

Radiant Flare

O grand astre solaire
Heaven's radiant flare

Beamer of shine
Over all that is fine

Let us stand tall
And in fear not fall

At the dark clod feet
- we are but meek -

Of chiefs whose held philosophy
Makes Pity a tragic mockery;

Worshippers of ringed Saturn
- Chronos of the evil turn -

Who frustrate men's needs
- as is their wont indeed -

Through the Machiavellian act
Of twisting Present Day's facts

Whether covering the flaws
Of falsely waged wars

Or bringing under control
The mind of manipulable souls.

O Leaders of Mankind!
At length you will find

That Time's ruler - the Sun -
In the field of life cannot be undone.