Though moral decay breeds soul's corruption

That offends Heaven, which desires purity

Still all spirits are vibrant with virtue's commotion

Possessed of passionate charity

Humanity is perverse indeed if void of care

For that beyond oneself, bigger than the ego

But such estrangement from Heaven's philosophy indeed is rare

Mutual concern abloom like rainbow

In Love pure hearts are kin

Passion a greater force than apathy

For passion has a world to win

Yet decline threatens the virtues

Which are precarious, transient

Man's moral ambivalence does God amuse