The time is ripe for transformation
The people shudder from work and toil
'Where are we going? What is left?'
They vainly ask
'Why, oh why does it have to be like this?'
'There must be a better way?'
Through self-banishment, if only we knew
They scream!
'Where is our God and his just laws?'
'Has he left us and given up?'
'Is there a sign?'
The hour draws near
The pendulum swings,
And the knot is severed
Too long has selfishness ruled the world
The knot falls consumed in fire
The world shakes and tumbles
And a new rope is hung
Clean and straight