Out Side the Source

A walk like the day before Following the prompts and the hues of the head Taking life as the day brings Living like walking in a tunnel Where no light shines And sound drowns the ears Learning principles and theories But neglecting the truth Following the ways of man But refusing the voice that will ever speak, Often the voice will speak But the ears stood sealed as with wax Hearing nothing than what the head speaks The head so empty and without reason One step after another Disaster creeps in Life accomplishments crumble as would pack of cards The centre loses its hold As distress and disgrace and disappointments take root So great the fall because the source was left out The foundation had stood on sand Falsehood had taken root Deceit had held sway Less than sooner the end would come If the source still stood out