"Easter says you can put the Truth in a grave, but it won't stay there."
Clarence W. Hall.
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There was a day when the sky turned black
When the thunder rolled and the earth shook
And the way and the truth died
When those who followed the truth embodied
Love personified
Cried
When grief overcame hope
There was a day
When those who would dominate and control
Stood secure
Sure
They had won! They had used the power of Empire
They had defeated, even eradicated
They were in control
They could celebrate and gloat
All was well
But though human creatures can
Conquer, control, and oppress
Can manipulate and lie
Even drop bombs,
There is a deeper magic
You can kill and bury Truth, Love, and Hope
In the grave
But they won’t stay there
They will, ultimately, rise,
As surely as the sun
As surely as the sun
During this time, as Empire gloats
And the angry and hateful ones dance in Orc-like ecstasy
As those misled and deceived, even now
Believe that greatness has come
While others cower in fear as Empire comes seeking them
Reading to deport, suppress, control, even destroy
This certainty remains
Death is swallowed up in victory
The first shall be last, and the last first
Good will overcome evil
Love will not be mocked.
Empire can do what it will.
It can win elections and legislate hate
It can put foolish and destructive people into positions of power
The consequences of hate and fear will be what they have always been
Pain and destruction
Foolish leaders, full of themselves will do what they have always done
Abuse power
But in the end
Truth will rise out of the ashes created by lies
Love will rise out of the rubble created by hate
Hope will come, and replace the fear
This is not a shallow hope.
It comes from understanding
That the deep magic of love is real
And that we can hope against hope
That truth and love will rise
Even while some dance on their grave
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