What topic is taboo for the sensitivities of you
Who would censurize the view
From the heights to which you flew?
So we must watch our p’s and q’s
And we must not and we must do
Even though we have not a clue of the Truth.
And then you take to make control a fate complete
As you would choose your point to bring it home and beat
Upon my head, my heart, my back, my soul or seat
In terms my being cannot long in time refute.
So I become like you a lost and weary human
Who does not know the journey home for the humble true man
And must begin to think alone himself an island
Where the Spirit becomes stultified and mute.