Do not let the ego fight;
It’s been given its own delight;
We are strung above
With our own curtailed Love
And if we sentence the Dove of Love
To betrayal, my Love,
We will not only impale
We will never set sail!
Drive home the nail;
Let it sail;
We are true to You!
And all consequential actions do
Put Our efforts in front of you
To take charge and win over the abundance of You!