The Light of Truth

Ye look at me with disgust
And I look at Ye with the same
Yet ye do not see
I do not wanteth this
What does me best
To show me best
To my Foe who stands across from me
And, oh, to fight for Justice
That which painest me most
Yet it beith that which I knowest to be right
Which way to Turneth
Which way to showeth
That even in darkest of hours
I lovest all around me as neighbors
I seek to show
My search for truth
And showest the true light
To the world
So that the light may showest again
That the people may returneth to Him