BY LOVE ALONE
By what foul, strange contingency
Have I failed my astringency?
By what demeanor lay I here,
Asphyxiated in my own fear?
By what inebriated dream,
Ignore I Reality's scream -
Oblivious, the tickling chime,
The, (passing me by), hands of Time.
By what accursed happenstance
Have I come into this Death Dance?
By what scorn, by what ridicule
Have I been deigned Forever's Fool?
By what lack of aspiration,
Don I this exasperation?
By what mental insurrection
Have I befell this deception?
By what lack of morality,
By what weak instability
Am I now liability?
By what tangent, running askew,
Is sacrificed all once held true?
By what decadence of belief
Have I been subjected such grief?
By echoes of Malady's call,
‘Tis true, by Love alone, I fall.
Is all that we see or seem
but a dream within a dream?
[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 10-24-1999).]