If I Must Die

if I must die let me die true of truth that I may know the truth that I may enter the house of truth and meet lady truth reclining on the sofa let me touch her face and hear her voice let me drink from her springs of purity lest my thirsty wont be quenched until the limpid sacred flow into my blood if I must die give me power to pronounce the word truth teach me how to spell the word truth then i shall glow full of truth grant me powers to scan the truth that I may set a light of truth in my darkened soul that i may read from the book of truth the truth that leads to the holy bed of truth If I must die bury me in the grave of truth that I and her may exchange intelligent ideas and kiss and caress truthfully in harmonic truth let me see the colour and texture of truth give me the pleasurable feelings of truth that I walk into the gate of chambers of death while true if I must die let me be a volcano of truth let me rapture into an explosion of truth then shower and rain dust of truth let the molten truth flow then covering the vegetation and bear grounds allover if I must die crucify me on the cross of truth crucify me on the rays of the rising sun then give me wings to fly free away from rhythms of purgation away from the shapes of pain free to the land of painted victory