When you have chewed completely through your best
ideas how to make a groovy, great
and happy life, and now confront the rest
of time with wreckage all around, your fate
has brought you to a fork. Not left or right,
but up or down. Most people think a turn
toward the Good to savor virtue's light,
is kin to full defeat. To have to learn
new things is drudgingly dull. Nightclub play,
sharp clothes and hooch, and owning shiny things
is just too much to lose! To learn to pray
and meditate, is many hornet stings!
Look down, you ribless wretch, at what awaits.
Hell rapes the soul, it then eviscerates!