At my inconsistencies and incongruencies, I am abashed and I am ashamed
I love that which has died, and I die for that which fabricates love
Eradicate this hypocrisy from me, please I pray thee rashly
I am man, and as such my mind is continuously conflicted
I exist to bring change, to nothing other than other's change
The ways of sinner and the ways of sage
The ends of naught to which both work
What is life but change, and change but dirt
Heed only that of timeless worth
Till and grow it not in earth
But from within
Birth this timelessness
This selflessness
For this is the greatest
Of all that is.
This is
Love.
