LO BEHOLD


Lo behold the goddess in the illumined verse
of current political dreams of an egoless universe.
Where contractions are dissolved to sublime
Truth and love the only virtues folks can mime.
Ancient warrior goddess on the wisdom chariot
to lead the warriors against yet another Iscariot
Thirty pieces of silver scattered all over
Far and between us as the devil hover
You are about to return eternal beauty
Hasten and bolster our filial duty
Bound to the earth now being subject
To utter gross and senseless neglect
From our endless games of annihilation
Rise o goddess in divine incarnation
Of pure joy and true happiness
For we not only seek your forgiveness
But also your enlightened radiance
Shining beacon of brilliant guidance
In times of wealth and glory so ill gotten
Basic tenets stepped on and forgotten
Descend on this carnage so we truly wish
In all the pomp and grandeur you may lavish
With your grace and charm this phase in time
Lost in battles of egos without reason or rhyme
Break asunder vile taboos for your impending rule
Welcome oh goddess our only surviving jewel