was it not all written in the divine memoirs on the nightly heaven
as a pattern of stars
that the worst could happen at the perfect hour to rescue the fallen
from haughtiness dour
so that they could in turn save from the bonfire their fellow men who burn
in confusion dire
was it not all written well ahead of the time in words aptly chosen
metered and set to rhyme
that there's no simple way to rek…