You've skirted round and skated past the time
where earnest work on self is overdue.
As you delay, the toiletary slime
of new mistakes, becomes the rankest brew
which overflows the cauldron of your being.
To doctor up your fixed binary eyes,
creates a wider wiser way of seeing.
It's written that a priceless pearl is prize
when men rethink themselves and comprehend
their inner grace. Constant, canny and bold,
its beam is bright unto the very end,
if only they will break from habit's hold.
In shedding old reptillian aims and views,
one liberates Soul's brilliant mystic muse!