Since time has turned, and man walked
Necessity drives motive and continually fed,
One thought, oblivious onto infinitum,
Strangely keeps coming around, verbatim.
An appetite unfathomed, only eternal bliss can fill;
All who succumb to demons, shall bring out the divine still.

An audition, brings out character, twisted jest,
Never ceases to startle some, there I said’t.
In sadness we draw strength and defend gay thoughts,
Non intuitive it seems but experience resolves all knots.