The starlings murmured: it is near; it is almost here…
Truth, my kin
The Truth in the Sun and Moon and Stars
The Truth of fear in men’s hearts
The fear that creates monsters with darts
Of ice; darts of scalding fire
The Truth of light unseen
Light that kills and blinds
Light that binds…
In bonds unseen and unseeing
No more, my kin
For we want Freedom to know how much we care…