The true act of nothingness
A human believes he or she is perfect,
A thought itself which is imperfect
For to be righteous, one must not think
But he or she must react with sinless thought.
To be while not being.
To do without Knowing and even then it doesn't make it righteous,
It makes it a pure, innocent act.

You open up life with the smallest touch,
You spark emotions with a single rub.
Sharing the joy of life Not hell.
Sculpting a soul with five single nails.
Entrusting a a sense as accurate as you,
Touching the ring of loyalty too.

No control in being born
But choosing how to die