Classic Poem

Into a world of Blood and Flame
The Prophet with his Voices came.

And the Battle stopped and the People said:
" For ourselves, our children, and our dead! "

And he journeyed by sea in times of awe
To write in a Temple the Book of the Law.

But (housed with Greed, and Feud, and Wit)
New worlds of Blood and Flame he writ. . . .

With the Prophets' Voices the People in wrath
Scourged the Prophet from their Path.

With the Prophet's Voices themselves they wrought
The Book of Law whereof he taught.

For out of the People, blind and dumb,
The Prophet's Voices, unknown, had come.