Eyes averted, will deserted,

No Pythia to presage the passage;

Don't bother, an adage

Won't bandage this stale chaos,

And some pseudo-perspicacious

Soliloquy by the supercilious

Will only stall catharsis;

 

It was dream, dilemma,

Delusion, decision,

But the music won't stop

Unless faced, Pride abased,

And with an earnest

Nod to imperfection,

Redemption embraced...