Love can make an ocean of a tear
Hate can make a tear of very ocean clear
And tear the tears of many without end
Love can make a heaven in a glance
Greed pulls peace of plenty on the lance
Of personal pride in pompous paucity
Love can make a Shakespeare in a word
Power produces ashes from the volumes heard
Which still survive the rule of despot King
Love can make a whirlwind of a sigh
Fear can still the breaths of many high
On bravery in others of their blood
Love can make a symphony from out a single sound
Prejudice can take the Muse and grind him in the ground
Made rich with bones of nauseous nothingness
Love can make a cry sweep away the Lords of Time
The other's shrink in fear, await another clime
To stop the clock roll on, relentlessly to win
Roll on to total victory over any sin
That seeks the fall of Spirit in Mankind
Love is light
Hate is dark
And dark cannot resist the smallest light that burns in hope
Love needs only few
Hate needs many
And many cannot resist the few who live in love
Love is future
Hate is past
And Past cannot resist the Call of Time