Soul

We live Rigid and cold We give In vile control We see What we can get We free In sad, lost bets We cheat Lie with the truth We seat Seek out lost proof We come With haughty vice We sum Our daze for prize We steal Seek out fool's gold We kneel Know fatal cold We call From folly wise We fall In last surprise We think We know a lot We link Love to ingots We dance As puzzle fits We chance Die by our wits Leon Enriquez 30 April 2017 Singapore