The Inner most House
Outer distain the walls contain
The rhythms divine deepest well
Outward debris fasten so well
The plaintive soul does swell
It inventories the coastal tides
The pirating the savage overthrow
Of purity at its center and seat
All betrayed nothing good left to know
Abuse at the bases level silent cry
Peace was sold it will never be told
Only the most forlorn deadly sigh
But it only has the voice of the dead
Nothing living pays it any mind
All the days of life it warned of dread
But it was taken as error and was misread
The caldron glowed the body was bowed
Trouble grew wild without restraint
All the value and great truths it avowed
Tossed on the trash heap nothing left to do but weep
You killed the guardian placed to give life its greatest good
You wonder lifeless all that is filled with disgust does seep
Now you eat from a poisonous bin filled to the brim
Turn here there nowhere is there rest
How long will you plod the ghostly waste?
Turn back confess I lost all that was best
Out ward tears will restore all that was royal and chaste