The Red Sun Was Pasted In The

When It Came Night, The White Waves Paced To And Fro In The Moonlight, And The Wind Brought The Sound Of The Great Sea's Voice To The Men On Shore, And They Felt That They Could Then Be Interpreters.

A Serious Prophet Upon Predicting A Flood Should Be The First Man To Climb A Tree. This Would Demonstrate That He Was Indeed A Seer.

There Were Many Who Went In Huddled Procession,they Knew Not Wither,but, At Any Rate, Success Or Calamitywould Attend All In Equality.there Was One Who Sought A New Road,he Went Into Direful Thickets,and Ultimately He Died Thus, Alone;but They Said He Had Courage.

If There Is A Witness To My Little Life,to My Tiny Throes And Struggles,he Sees A Fool;and It Is Not Fine For Gods To Menace Fools.

Let Me Into The Darkness Again.