The Idealist
The Sun has moved into Aries,
giving the spirit rise to new stories.
Exalted speculation in ethical sense,
planets facilitation and its reference.
Shadows after shadows as chain,
the dooming reality and its claim.
The tormented shore of growing race,
and its consequences that we face.
From every depth of good and ill,
lockdown therapy for natures fill.
Spirits of dead properties near to prey,
pulling the rope towards their way.
The remover of all obstacles in distress,
the unhappy need by all dear, to confess.
To consume for the sake to prove,
consummate false Gods egos aloof.
Ambition needing another tone,
for in the universe we are all alone.
Our world its joy and shared in pain,
enchanted mysteries and its contented gain.
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