You and Beelzebub

Like the stray dogs that bark at the elegant elephant The pessimists taunted you with matters irrelevant They expounded your wonders as works of the head of Satan. Did they not know that their hearts were brim-filled with frustration? Will kingdoms that rise against each other survive? You asked. You knew, like a house divided, their thoughts were venom-massed. Did they not know that the finger of Abba was with you? Didn't destructive thoughts, like hemlock, in them always brew? Do not turn you, you said, into snakes that secrete poison. When seas of evil engulf you, you'll find no horizon. With one evil, you mess many. Isn't this your impulse? Within you, with your inner self, doesn't your soul convulse? You crushed the evils that bound the minds and healed everyone. Did the closed minds know, for the optimists, spring had begun?