To All True Monotheists

Michael Peach

If we intend to save mankind,
We’ll drop the Messianic lie
That’s led us to the state of mind
Which cannot own the flesh must die.

We’ll likewise lift the Gnostic curse,
Whereby our only Mother Earth
Is raped or spurned by souls perverse
Who hold this life is nothing worth.

Embrace we shall our primal tale –
Avoiding, though, the fatal Fall;
The Garden’s truths will thus prevail
And God at last be “all in all”.


1 July 2000

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