Poetry for the Inner Ear

  Hear my prayer, O God many a time the world persecuted me saved by wise counsel and god's grace higher power always delivers us safe from devil's trap prophet calls upon me I obey him my shelter my fortress terrorist dwindles and perishes not a drop of water for him better to strike him by changing his heart

  The mercy of god is everlasting diseases dire disappear searching a new world order wanderer's passion grew let every breath praise the lord the voice of angel heard by sacred groves our helper holy spirit sprit of truth inspires us take care of  orphans

  All precious and pleasant riches remembering  day and night most truthful word of higher power with pure conscience escaping devil's planned terror we shall live a life of piety and peace forgiving one another we shall tell the world nuclear war is poison misguided patriotism is a vice

Walking in a perfect way  a ready warning  satan seizes on the righteous new vice will soon take place cunning fiend is watched by merciful god eternal moral order will be restored darkness all around higher power shields us thunderstorms of terror and violence disappear

  Our deliverer destroy war-mongers, O God bloody violent and deceitful the devil has rebelled against thy will in love with tower of truth the righteous of virtuous root  by meekness create paradise on earth inner self with a mission for humanism mourns for false banquet speeches for nuclear waste and cauldron

  God's secret is with the righteous shameful story the wicked pour contempt upon the believers force them to live in wilderness god will reign to destroy satan no more false prophets rise heaven's kind grace changes things the world of virtue and beauty returns thy mercy will satisfy the thankful soul we need to hear the still voice of conscience

 Thou art my god the believers are immortal those who obey the word survive thunder and storm vanish solitary soul happy with prayer rural shrine near untrodden groves unfolding joy and hope satori deep and many monk in trance counting breath angel walked down

The proud dug pits for us  I saw and heard a crowd of people discuss nuclear winter threatening end of  the race of man satan is enemy number one who will win I am sure demons will be hurled into abyss O unhappy time! devil active in guise of fake saints revive innocence and poetry of earth

Taking the cup of salvation major armed conflicts how to keep earth alive we need plenty of blessings and mercy unvoiced children vanished wrathful politician obsessed with bomb in silence prayer upon prayer minute by minute dreaming about god kind master attends unto our cry