Come back, live again, he said to me
Do not struggle with the darkness anymore
One more step gives hatred victory

We are each connected to that tree
The sunlit top, the roots hid in earth’s floor
Come back, start again, he asked of me

While we live, we’ll live with dignity
Not scrabbling for the gold in blood and gore
One more thought might give hate victory

The kindness of the golden light was clear
And burned an image in my mind’s deep core
Come back, live your life, he said gently

Do not wonder now why you are here
We’re here to live and living shall restore
What our suffering self has found so dear

I had never seen the Light before
Only Christ the tyger with his roar
Come back, live through fear, he asked of me

Turn from darkness find love’s victory

Copyright Katherine

kakistocracy (n.) Look up kakistocracy at Dictionary.com1829, “government by the worst element of a society,” coined on analogy of its opposite, aristocracy, from Greek kakistos “worst,” superlative of kakos “bad” (which perhaps is related to the general IE word for “defecate;” see caco-) + -cracy.