Heart, We Will Forget Him,

Behold This Little Bane- The Boon Of All Alive- As Common As It Is Unknown The Name Of It Is Love.

Those Who Lift Their Hats Shall See Nature As Devout Do God.

After A Hundred Years Nobody Knows The Place, Agony, That Enacted There, Motionless As Peace.

Heavenly Father - Take To Thee The Supreme Iniquity Fashioned By Thy Candid Hand In A Moment Contraband - Though To Trust Us Seem To Us More Respectful - We Are Dust - We Apologize To Thee For Thine Own Duplicity.

Grant Me, O Lord, A Sunny Mind-thy Windy Will To Bear!