Lux in Tenebris

We live in a world that does not understand,
That does not understand many things:
Such as Truth and Adventures and Friendship,
And there are no songs that it sings.

It says that it understands Money
And that Fools alone squander their gold,
As it clings to its moneybags tightly
Till it groweth with Avarice old.

It hates them that do not love it
And the evil and slime that it bears,
And who will not bow down before it
Or dress in the dross that it wears.

And they that fight against it
Must needs know sorrow sore;
For we know and the world knows
We are at war.

And we shall die in this battle,
And our corpses be soaked with blood,
And our bones and our hearts shall be broken,
And our women's eyes shall flood,

And we shall be tormented
By sorrow and anger and dread:
But we shall fight and conquer
Be we alive or dead.

For though the world should reave us
Of the last thread of life,
It is not for our selves' sake
That we endure this strife.

We desire not that men should remember
What happens to be our name;
For more than Truth and Justice' sake
We burn the eternal flame.

We hold that Torch in darkness
That does not understand
But hates the only beacon
That can bring it safe to land.

And so we cannot wonder
At the deepness of the Night
Of a world that loves the Darkness
And is blinded by the Light.

(12th July, 2010.)