#407 On Brownshirt Tricks

You scream holy rage over socks and stews
With manufactured outrage to offend
“Defending God” as a young nation slews
Convulsed by demagogic discommend
With bloodshot eyes you rave and stamp your feet
With brownshirt tricks you thump your war-drum beat.

#406 On This Flag of Hope

I walk through Life like a Pierre Bezukhov
In search of Truth, I grope in the darkness
I ask myself if all this is enough
Each step a denial against the sadness
Through tears I vainly plant this flag of hope
That God’s own Mercy gives me will to cope.

#401 On the Fourth Day of Ramadan

I give of this, to You, my abstinence
From food, from drink, from haughty vanity
To turn to You in sober penitence
To reach beyond to Your infinity
Tonight I humbly seek your plenteous Grace
My poor soul dares not suffer your efface.

On the Test of Ramadan

In hunger and in thirst are we tested
In solidarity with those deprived
To have our baser natures now bested
This glorious trial for us has He contrived
   In Ramadan against ourselves prevail
   To win His favour in this tearful vale.