Doctrine Is a Soft Foundation

Doctrine detaches your mind, Away from rational thinking, Makes you obstinate and rude, Unable to be understood. It proceeds your choices, Causes insecurity and disgust, About your normal feelings, As it brings very low ceilings. It does not free you to ponder, On life's detours and skiffs, On the real batters and drivers, On real occurrences and odours. It is never a positive theology, But turns to a personality stern, For life's precepts, principles, For prison's rules and oracles. Doctrine doesn’t listen to you, But places you as insidious, Because dogma is just dogma, Without a beauteous panorama. So don't ever listen to doctrine, But place it as, that’s insidious, Call it for what it is, dogma, And see the whole panorama.