SOUL OF MAN
Religion, have you come to serve the people?
LABOR
(joyfully)
Are you the old guest, radiant and serene?
CAPITAL
And will you lead against this bully, Mars?
RELIGION
Listen, for with new power I come to you
Seeking to serve, claiming a mighty task.
I was a sinner who had nibbled Truth
And let its sweetness all dissolve away
Into the rancid spittle of dead dogmas.
The loss of your allegiance was the stroke
That cleansed and chastened me. I have spewed out
All the old wordy liquor of dead days,
And all the prowess of my being now
Shall foster and defend the Soul of Man.
(The people cheer. A chain breaks, releasing the left arm of Soul of Man who reaches out both arms in benediction.)