you ought to hear

If I say what you want to hear,
All of your fears are make believe
If I say what you ought to hear,
All your fears make you believe
That your security comes from banishing
To and from obscurity and vanishing
Banshees made from
Labels you name them
Try to put your mind over
Matters such as these
You cannot be a blind knower
Of what it means to see,
A dead doer of deeds,
Or a lifeless lover of life who learns
That grace is never earned,
Neither where incense is burned
Nor where being incensed is turned
Into repentance--
Merely in exchange for death's sentence
Like Pascal you are wagering,
But only minimally waging
A 'War to End All Wars'
Yet 'Peace' remains 'A Separate...'
Entity, endlessly emptied of enmity,
Content to be without contempt, indemnity
And you do not hear me,
You who fear me,
From the fog you cannot see clearly
Until the reign is gone;
Wherein Pharaoh still rule as God
Be careful what you deny, lest you find