Deafened by silence
Defeated by conscious
No truth in the matter
But a blank stare
How can we judge
When the truth never budge?
Authentic living
A world without care

Hope of potential illusion
Actualized delusion
A realized scatter
From this moral bare
But still we force
The 'standard' thus forth
Conditional giving
And judgements unfair

So let us accept
Another precept
Criteria from the latter
And maybe we can pair
But until then
We commit a deadly sin
Another one living
In a malicious tear