Why do we suffer needlessly?
For the people crave vain things?
The Princes of Wealth set themselves upon
A recruitment of slavery for short-term gains
But creation and nature are the anointed
In that silence of evolution everything is subservient
The corrupt will fall in their greed
And their pleasure will turn to disharmony
Then shall love again speak to them anew
Nature shall declare the decree: thou art Good
Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.
Ask of me, and I shall give thee love and health
More intimacy authentic than power’s brief reign
And thy possessions will fade, for a deeper love
And you shall become wise as Kings of old
Serving the Lord of Love, you will rejoice finally
And laugh at the folly of your lesser times
When you sought everything and had nothing
Now thou has nothing, and are a part of everything
Blessed are all that serve not to suffer, but to give.
Your last two lines are very wise.