Is why the follies of unkempt emotion,
remain vagrant and astray,
For the guiding remains of reason,
Are perturbed by heart's disarray.
And the paths subdued so longingly,
Amidst the lands of truth,
Have extinguished against the allied foes,
Leaders of the inabsolute.
Through feigning righteous acts of mind,
They pounce upon moldering morale,
And the body remains stagnant and futile,
Bearing remaining morsels of rationale.
So the witness of true fruition,
becomes a view too scarce to uphold,
As wisdom strives infinitely,
To repossess the lost, because the soul.