Our mental capacity to find reason
Often tests the gall of human nature
Though we’d rather dissuade altercation
Passive recall might suggest a future.
Well beyond shallow layers of hope
Play the mystical turns in silent virtue
Throughout life we assuredly cope
Like rabid dog left with nothing to chew
We lay constant groundwork in Good,
Try our best to be open in, less vile
Circumstance, the pendulum would
Scream precarious scrape across tile
Beyond the notoriety our lives being one
Never believe a solace for actions begun.