The Lack of Reason

I am beyond reason- NO! I am at odds with reason This unjustifiable act I deplore Posing as righteous when in fact despicable This thing which misconstrues that which is at its core Burns and buries emotions Makes suspect of all one once adored Depleting credible relationships to useless parody To associations that truly mean nothing to anyone, anymore This posture of reason I detest Flung about to objectify and belittle To separate and strengthen lines of protest To make the less priviledged be further ridiculed Has one no heart? No compassion? No sense to be- Beyond the constraints of social platters All of which are matters that now mean nothing to me For I have seen and in seeing have seen through No longer shall I be reasoned with No longer shall I be posed as the fool For my heart and spirit are rich Gorging on affairs that enrich That bring one closer to the basis of their existence That allows one to be rather than feel insufficent The defect lies not in the feeling But completely and purposefully in its reasoning So I am at odds, bare strict contention with such beings Such anomolies confused as dignities!