The conqueror

Go and tell the sun
I have conquered the day.
I chanted the anthem in my heart
And my mind is my clay.

Go and tell the stars
I have freed the night.
Never will my dreams have to die
Nor will I have ghosts to fight.

Go and tell your gods
I have democratised faith.
I’ve felt love and tasted pain
And in compassion I shall bathe.

Go and tell the world
I have freed the spirit.
It’s flying high, flying wild –
I fought for a cause with holy merit.

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