The Truth is a burning fire it looks not at man’s desire 
Popes cower before it denuding power 
Bishops it mocks Priests defrock 
Leaders stand in disarray it’s all relative they say 
But honest it is not integrity is the loss 
The denial of goodness to make it dark is to lose ones heart. 
To look into the living flame is to know ones shame 
To bend ones knee is to be set free 
 The spark to become a flame in every mortal frame. 
We are to become as lamps 
We look within and acknowledge our own sin 
We bow are heads as by the Master we are led 
With cleansing grace we start to see His face 
The air becomes clear as we relinquish fear 
Love and clarity of thought 
Is what are suffering will have bought 
As we stand by His side His Peace (Will), will reside 
We no longer struggle alone as The Master leads us home. 
Before the break of the new day 
Are lamps will light the way. 
Suffering and blood
For those who would serve the Truth
The essence of Love



kevin your brother
In Christ