The poem depicts a nation reeling as centuries of hidden corruption are exposed, revealing deep decay and shaking its foundations. Amid this chaos, truth emerges as a piercing light, and Christ calls the faithful to stand firm. Despite crumbling thrones and overwhelming sin, the steadfast heart clings to grace, finding ultimate victory in faith when all else fails

When shadows long concealed at last unwind,
A nation trembles, centuries laid bare,
The rot of ages, festered deep, we find,
Its stench ascends to poison all the air.
Yet in this storm of ruin, truth holds sway,
A light unyielding pierces through the gloom,
The Christ eternal calls us not to stray,
His voice resounds above corruption’s doom.
Though thrones may crack and gilded lies decay,
Though justice weeps for sins too vast to name,
The faithful heart shall never fade away,
But clings to grace amid the raging flame.
So stand, O soul, when all the world’s undone,
In Him, the endless victory is won.