II.

We hate you — not because of cruel deeds

Staining a glorious effort. They who live

Learn in this earth to give and to forgive,

Where heart and soul are noble and fate's needs

Imperious: No, nor yet that cruel seeds

Of power and wrong you've sown alternative,

We hate you, we your sons who yet believe

That truth and justice are not empty creeds!

No, but because of greed and golden pay,

Wages of sin and death: because you smother

Your conscience, making cursed all the day.

Bible in one hand, bludgeon in the other,

Cain-like you come upon and slay your brother,

And, kneeling down, thank God for it, and pray!