Where Has It Gone

Where has it gone? I had it thus... To make bold a troubled mind. For as you see... it's up to me To keep the dregs in line. I feel naked with its absence... Unsure how to bear the cost. Beset with want and worry... I search for what is lost. I peered 'neath my feathered bed But only dust was there to see. I checked beside the bellied stove But naught was there to be. Full of righteous waffling... With mirrored judgments to process. I alone... would cast forth stones To rid the world of excess. With an arrogance stoked in hubris... I found along the shore of pride's debris... My true companion and trusted friend... Oh sweet hypocrisy. The End