In binary, the ego's "baby mind"
patrols it's shallow quest with jaded eyes.
Events not white or black go undefined
and greys of relativity are lies.
This pettiness, lingers behind the mask
which all men wear to fool themselves and keep
above those things they're too afraid to ask,
whose answers would torment their waking sleep.
In wretched ignorance, all men begin.
No self-persuasion lights a darkened heart.
Surrender is the only trump for sin,
which must be overcome if one's to start
the quest to true illuminated mind
whose power and peace surge from the Soul, combined.