I am Becoming Not. Wasting away with the singular, Empowering, He, the titular Man of Wisdom. Thence denouncing the God of Reason As Thy transformation rip Thee To pieces of never ending conformity. Abandoning the mind, Raising the soul, Through which, the pain of loss, Drives He to convince, Conceive, and deceive The prior aspirations That once supported The search for understanding Now Thy sit and wonder What is most important? Not Becoming? Or Becoming Not?