Like a Holiness
Of a Loneliness
A Shrine of Happiness
In a world of Nothingness
Little is wanted
Much is desired
More is expected
But was not destined
Expected
But unexpected
Wanted yet unwanted
Yet not a Worldly Affair
The Truth
Where in the World
Will it ever be accepted?
Where Lies are more glorious
Two after Twenty
Nine after Twenty
Are the numbers of Bounty
Of a conscience full of Beauty
A truth
Wrapped in a patch of Darkness
Is where Happiness dwell
With a light unseen by Any
Is where the Truth lives
And Shall live forever and Ever
And that is the Essence
Of the Madness Misunderstood