VYLETCLF member, incarcerated in FL

Quiet as kept, be slow to speak

The tongue of death is death indeed

Let temperance and virtue be thy speech

Consider silence and still thy feet

Be thou fearless, feel not dismay

For thou art spirit to what is pain

Deep meditation shall make things clear

The weapons of war that thou should fear

Speak no lies, be not the fool

Boomerangs of deception bareth dark rile

If a word be uttered, let freedom reign

Sever the yoke and break every chain

If I be bound, may they be free

If I face danger, let them have peace

If I must die, let them live

Return I shall and with them sing

Divine decrees establish the link

Of things unseen, oh what of faith

This body clad of clay and dust

But I am greater, the creator’s touch

Infused in soil, the morning star

A living soul, the lawful heart

Ponder the path thy foot is upon

Consider the workings thy hands have wrought

Be thou calm in every endeavor

And radiant as the sun

Forever-ever, forever and ever

I and my father are one