We Kind O' Thought Christ Went Agin

Freedom Is The Only Law Which Genius Knows.

For Humanity Sweeps Onward: Where Today The Martyr Stands, On The Morrow Crouches Judas With The Silver In His Hands; Far In Front The Cross Stands Ready And The Crackling Fagots Burn, While The Hooting Mob Of Yesterday In Silent Awe Return To Glean Up The Scattered Ashes Into History's Golden Urn.

True Freedom Is To Share All The Chains Our Brothers Wear, And, With Heart And Hand, To Be Earnest To Make Others Free!

For Only By Unlearning Wisdom Comes.

All The Beautiful Sentiments In The World Weigh Less Than A Single Lovely Action.