Ignorance is unhappiness, and life spread abroad by lies.
Belief is but vain, for truth heals no cries.
A sheltered life is hollow within the mind,
But with love outside oneself, all is kind.
Sorrow and pain does not breed in the shallow.
The truth brings both joys and sorrow.

The greatest of creations is not the universe,
the greatest of all things is the person with verse.
Essayed through this thought,
a man can become good.
The worst of creations is the silence of death,
and when the person loses god’s breath.

The world is tempered by loss of voice.
but it is the thoughts in silence that’s screaming their choice.
Can a man whose dead lead another life?
dreaded nights, wailing blights, all in strife.
Mankind is being educated to think, yet they choose dullness.
The need exists to be selfless, yet they choose fullness.

People forget about the person, all soul is lost.
Creativity is rewarded when the man is but dust,
History chooses a few as eternal,
but there is nothing no longer for the spiritual.
There’s those who heart cherish,
but others raise themselves selfish.

Praise be to those who’ve strive to eternity,
and woe to those lost in popular fidelity.
to the sister and daughter of ******,
run far away from your parent, and her lord.
Ignorance is unhappiness, and life spread abroad by lies.
Belief is but vain, for truth heals no cries.