Inner life that all portrays
and hold close to thine heart
through the middle ground which i hold
tis brings me closer, to light i scorn
inside oneself is the counsiouness
which he can't portray, or like the
healing bliss he shall stray
but with mighty hands, ones bliss shall not stay
to gain liberty, freedom and socialism
is this the right way?
I call for bigger and bolder, to close to see
that which i come, but shall not repeat