THIS, That is,
CONCEIT:
Out of the vivid wonders of life,
Shines out this,
from the ageing folds of one corner,
Three weds one to make a four, a whole,
A complete square, goes roll, roll
A circle within a circle,
This, that is,
sits there, right in,
Whence, none know, this,
that is, tore itself from the corner,
And build a fortress, in the heart of the heart,
Mottling every color, scarring every hue,
Strangling good and freeing the evil.
All perceptions now will be,
Scanned and processed by this’s
lens.
How can it be now,
that we be free,
we be what we ought to be,
yet free are we,
to choose and revert,
to scamper away from this,
that is,
and rise up to where we once were:
become HUMAN again!
