"Mea culpa maxima" will not be my song
Nor will I blame you for my failure
I'll accept it free of guilt, unless I have done you wrong
I will not rend my skin
For the blessings in my arms
Nor wear sack cloth nor ash
Unless they come somehow from harm
I will enjoy the fruits of my labor
Knowing that I will pass along much
And hope you wish me well
The result of reaping such
I will not curse the gifts of God Almighty
So that you might find me humble
I will make a joyful noise unto the world
So that others might not stumble
I will not curse my fortune
Nor hide from light of day
I will not build the darkness
But, help you light your way
If I should fail to give praise
what more then would I be
A thief, charlatan and liar
Like scribes and Pharisees
If I should lack in happiness
Well what then do I offer
Another cursed penny
Inside the devil's coffers
I will seek to deliver joy
So you see that it is real
And not be lost in blasphemies
Of bogus cause and zeal
I shall proclaim good news and hope
Offer succor when it's needed
So that the work of the light is done
And cannot be impeded
Roger H. P. Clark
The Necromata
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