prophecy

the truth
is hiding
covered with
fear
fear of daddy
fear of mom
or
sister mary
or
father boone
or rabbi
jergens
or
fear of fear

armies are assembled and ready
the faithful
hold their
holy books
wholly
the politicians pose
for power
the night looms
the winds
rancid breath
sings its longing

where
is my country
are my heros
who will
show the emporor
who is the child who is
speaking
"he is empty"
"they are fear"

the soul knows
the spirit of
love

is

not recognised
in full view
like a beacon
on this crowded
sea

love still sings
love
shouts
love
dances being
it holds the cure
gleaming
like thunder

love
waits

and

love
is
winning

it is

after all

mayday

mayday

mayday