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
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