My dignity
not based on the world's elements
which are lukewarm
and built up
on that sand
of which halfness is comprised

I am undignified
and why should that alarm you
or cause you resolve
as if you are bereaved at what is in your sight?

For it was your own seed
which placed me here
where I dance and sing and praise
bringing in the incorruptible insides
though in my sackcloth
while your garments
and smiles
give gifts to the rich
and turn away your eyes

It is your own organizations
which have brought this
and the rest who continue in them
shall also fall
and be left for the birds and beasts
to feed on
being examples
just as you call yourselves
of what is and isn't right

God is sick and tired of looking upon your states
and catering to your affairs
that never enter in
nor really show His love, power, and life

You are sunken down
in your own affections
and the offenses of which you propagate
they are the exact ties of which you are being brought down with
because only material things
are your real delight

You serve money
though you deny it
as the spirit of the world works in you
you exalting yourselves
and keeping yourselves
as if He was your true right

But you have no right to delcare His statutes
nor partake of what is sown in Him
for you call yourselves by His name
but truly you are sons of yourselves
and glory only in your wealth
be it materially
by sight
of the flesh
or of the works of your hands
which are only founded
through the laws which you keep and write

New things are happening
and of them
you know nothing
but set yourselves in array
as if for good
He will be by your side