Poetry for the Inner Ear

 Happy New Year God is my helper enduring ungovernable violence I begin to kneel \acceptable sphere of light wind blows away debris newborn lamb close by bird hopping and twittering nuclear bunker blast resistant concrete bulldozers digging remarkably deep

Victory of righteousness  remembering so many wars I dream of  paradise where nuclear arsenal is destroyed the light, my beloved friend my defense his strength is our shield evil transgressors flee away not as we will but as you will reinventing new world order

Childlike faith  cynical revelry and massacre tyrant's brutal command someday  gracious  friend will return we descend on high and rebuke the devil higher power will slay the wicked ten thousand nuclear warheads holocaust radiation poison surely the righteous will give peace a second chance

  Deliver us from the oppression striving to reinvent earth peaceful with violence I have nothing to do precious my beloved's happiness to me I know dearest friend will come back and waters flow god is on my side the resort to force more hell wild mischief of  extremists wisdom is too high for the enemy

  Prayer for safekeeping nuclear warheads antiballistic missiles we need something visionary battle follows battle real catastrophe  being acted out new war has just begun what on earth should the helpless do it's true saints will save us persecuted all the time

Hope for thy light and truth  evil will never win if we obey inner sacred voice and pray god dwells in our heart for ever in several ways the wicked persecute the upright to find life let us remember forgiveness greater than everything guiltless heart and charity fruitful soil if we could add deeds every kind of devil will be tamed such perfidious time violence, bloodbath again I fear nothing for thou my friend art with me

Will we make our heart clean?  frantic world will be saved by power of forgiveness quintessence of salvation suffering for the beloved seeking victory over satan destruction of hatred and pride deadliest year for innocent children wounds open again in the dark morning god's own earth groans a world without violence is needed where we obey higher precepts where we are free from oppression of man 

  Never be weary of god's chastening sorrows grow more and more silence listens prophet's benign commandment striving for higher things along with devil's venom humility is our defense my songs are thy laws pray for no fighting in our streets walking peacefully praising thee my god thy greatness unsearchable all generations need thy tender mercy