While still on the theme of song and praise,I decided to imitate the first eight lines of Blake’s hymn that I posted earlier this day.I hope I do justice to the piece.
And did those days of light and gloom
Fade so fast like a dying wind?
And was the very hand of time
Too patient on the mankind?
And did a plethora of nights
Shed piles of nightmares and dreams?
And were prayers yielding delights
Amid those satanic r’gimes?
A poem by Lancelot