Reborn

Your sight grew dark in your sabbatical.

Your model of constructive group-splitting,

Intended to promote the radical,

Yielded to rage and to your unwitting.

The trade tow'rs fell and your compassion crashed,

Hitler and Nietzsche and Stalin and Marx,

You wanted them tortured, their faces smashed,

You wanted their balls chewed by great white sharks.

It's twenty years on, you're off to Berlin,

You've exchanged Entro rage for Evo hope,

You're seeking green shoots, release from your sin,

Radical community, a whole new trope.

We all can fall into a deep dark hole,

We all can climb to light and save our soul.